It's taken me a little over two years to finally commit to blogging here. The hardest part was quitting the old blog on the old platform. I have blogged there for well over 8 years, probably almost 10 or 12 on one blog or another. Quitting this last blog was hard. It was my Home blog. A place I had built from the ground up. I had built a blog and grew a blogging family there. When I first began blogging there I was anonymous in my blogging, I didn't let the people know who I was and I didn't show my face. I spared no trivial detail with my readers either.
It was time to leave.
It had grown as big as it would ever be and like a child that won't leave home-- it became that thing that was waiting on me to do something. I was having arguments with myself daily to 'do something'.
"Write." , I would say.
"No, you do something," as if the blog had taken over the argument for me.
It finally dawned on me. That blog was old and tired. It wanted to quit but I was keeping it alive as if it were on life support.
I had to pull the plug.
I didn't suck. I felt free!
Here I am starting afresh and exerting my powers of introversion and blogging again as an unknown. I told my daughters that I was no longer blogging and they both agreed it was sad. I found it more refreshing than sad. It has only been since Friday (the post went up Saturday) and here I am at this blog, beginning again. In a different time and a different place.
Not because I have something to say to a vast audience of followers, but because I just have some things that need to be said.. I feel at this moment and in this time and place, I can hide away here and write. I can tell my stories to no one in particular.
Maybe someone will come along and find me. Who knows, until then ... I'll just be getting used to the place .. and writing.
It was time to leave.
It had grown as big as it would ever be and like a child that won't leave home-- it became that thing that was waiting on me to do something. I was having arguments with myself daily to 'do something'.
"Write." , I would say.
"No, you do something," as if the blog had taken over the argument for me.
It finally dawned on me. That blog was old and tired. It wanted to quit but I was keeping it alive as if it were on life support.
I had to pull the plug.
I didn't suck. I felt free!
Here I am starting afresh and exerting my powers of introversion and blogging again as an unknown. I told my daughters that I was no longer blogging and they both agreed it was sad. I found it more refreshing than sad. It has only been since Friday (the post went up Saturday) and here I am at this blog, beginning again. In a different time and a different place.
Not because I have something to say to a vast audience of followers, but because I just have some things that need to be said.. I feel at this moment and in this time and place, I can hide away here and write. I can tell my stories to no one in particular.
Maybe someone will come along and find me. Who knows, until then ... I'll just be getting used to the place .. and writing.