I somehow ended up browsing through mine today while trying to determine my next post, and it hit me that I've been blogging since July 2009. Almost two years...
This was my very first post.
And I realized, while not much has really changed since then, everything has changed.
Things are still the same in some ways, but unrecognizable in others.
I've actually written a whole novel since that rainy summer. All I had back then was a dream churning in my heart and a couple of pages tap dancing on my computer. I didn't know where they might lead--I still don't--all I knew was that for the first time in a long time, I was finally looking at something that felt real, that made me feel real again, if that makes sense. I was holding my life in bits and pieces in both hands, trying to salvage what I could still carry, to not let anything else slip through my fingers.
I've been rebuilding since then, and looking back over these posts, I can see just how far I've come.
I'd like to think I've matured, grown, and learned, and hopefully will continue do so, because there is still so much more to go. We never really stop, do we?
And my sister is still the only person who knows what my secret passion is, just how much it means to me, why I keep at it day after day, night after night, why as soon as one work day ends, another begins, why I can't stop...
But you know what?
Now you guys know too. You guys share it. You guys live it. We've all come such a far way... and this is just the beginning.
So tell me, do you ever re-read your old posts? What have you learned about yourself? When did you first start blogging?