Blogiversary

It's been a whole year! I can't believe that has happened.

I'll bet no one remembers this:

Monday, January 7, 2008

Just getting started. I must admit, I haven't thought this through. I'm not even sure I really want to blog. Several people have urged me to do it and I'm not sure why.

Well, let's see. I do enjoy putting my thoughts on paper. I love photography, and think I would enjoy posting photos along with my random yammerings, just for my own enjoyment if nothing else. Guess maybe I'll give it a shot. I love reading blogs. Have a list a mile long, and feel as if I know these people who regularly come into my living room via their blogs. One is my youngest daughter and another my closest friend. Oddly enough I learn a great deal about those two by reading their blogs. Wonder what they may learn about me by reading mine?

Don't think they will learn much about me from this entry. It's going to be very short. I must gather my thoughts a bit and decide just what direction this will take - what purpose it will serve (if any). I assume some people will read it, if only out of curiosity, and I don't want to bore them to death. OK. I'll get back to you later.



What amazes me is that five people actually commented on that! Of course, four of them knew me: Lisa, my daughters Kitty and Ruth, and the girl who had been my maid of honor. The other was Ralph, from Homespun Headlines, who is still commenting on my posts today, God bless him. And my second post had three comments, two referred by those people. One was sent by Lisa: Laura from Somewhere in New Jersey, who is still a friend.

It was sort of an accident that I got started at all. I'd been stumbling around on line and hit the wrong buttons. When it told me I'd actually created a blog, I guess I was in a crazy mood, and said "What the heck - why not see what it would look like?" Oooops! Now I've done it! What shall I say? But I went on to write about my name, and my kids, and my husband, and then seemed to have a few more things to talk about so I just kept going. Here I am, 380 posts later, still talking.

It seems to be like therapy for me. I was old, and tired and discouraged and sometimes lonely. Now I'm not. Well, yes, I'm even older, but that's inevitable, isn't it? But now I have a whole community of people I feel are my friends. You just can't have enough friends! I love you guys! Thanks for being out there.