Today it’s a year since I started writing this blog.
It doesn’t seem like twelve months since I made the decision to embark on an online journal. Then, I thought it would be a good idea as I was having major issues about my age which I felt I needed to write down in a bid to get to the bottom of it all. Events took a turn almost as soon as I started writing it though and it has since turned into somewhat of a confessional, but still therapeutic.
I always thought I just wanted to write and not become part of some blogging community as I didn’t think that was me. But over the year that is exactly what has happened and I wouldn’t be without my cyber acquaintances – no dammit, friends in fact.
I usually try not to write with a view to being read but that doesn't mean that I don't enjoy that that lovely feeling of noticing a new comment at the end of a post. And the comments are always so nice - never judgemental even though I always expect them to be. In the last week or so, they have been so supportive and have helped in a way I never expected they could, so a big thank you to all who have taken time out, now and in the past.
It's been an interesting year. Soon after I started writing I came across John’s blog and he actually inspired me to write as honestly as possible because that’s what he did and it made for fascinating reading. He doesn’t seem to keep us updated so much these days but I still look out eagerly for new posts from him.
And then there’s Priscilla. I signed into my blog one day to find I had a second follower and I remember being soooo excited. I eagerly linked into her blog to find some very saucy, erotic writing. It made me blush ….. but I haven’t been able to stop visiting! I read it when no one else is around - my guilty secret – although she hasn’t posted for ages so I hope all is well.
I also love to read all the yummy mummy blogs – some who live so far away that they give me a completely different taste of life. They all make me remember, and sometimes yearn for, the time when my teenagers were tiny and the funny little things they did. It makes me appreciate them so much more when I look at how they have grown up into lovely young people that are a real source of pride to me.
Many have become friends who I correspond with beyond the blog on email and with some I have really opened up to in a way I just can’t with people in real life. That correspondence has been as therapeutic as the blog and I really value it.
There are some posts that are published by fantastic writers, Ian and Meggie to name but two, and I often visit them before I sign into my own blog as they always make me think for the day.
Lately too, there has been Steve, another great writer whose posts I really enjoy and who seems to be the wisest, cleverest man around and who always comments on what I write which I find such a huge compliment.
My French has improved big time over the last few months thanks to Georges. He writes in English as well and again he tells his story honestly and from the heart.
There are so many others as well but time is against me. However, I have to mention the youngsters like Decoybetty - she makes me laugh with her observations - and blogs with great photographs such as The Sagittarian who is leading me into very bad habits with her Tuesday tipple.
Have a look at them if you can. But in the meantime thank you to all who read me and who give me the pleasure of letting me read them.
Here’s to the next year!