Today marks the 10th anniversary of blogging for yours truly.
I’ve enjoyed the journey and hope that you have too.
Celebrate with me by reading a few posts from those years…
1. Here’s a post from that first month: The bouquet that can never be.
2. Here’s a post from my second blog: Fun watching.
3. Here’s a post from my toothpaste blog: Bamboo Charcoal Mouthguard Toothpaste.
4. And here’s a post from this blog, a few years back: People are different.
And I’d urge you to create your own blog, to join in the fun. My recommendation of the best free way to do that is WordPress.
Why do I blog? Why do you read my blog? Read on…
Listening to a sermon by Tim Soots today carried me on a long train of thoughts. He talked about how we all buy things to reflect or enhance our identity. Seeing someone drive past in a new car often makes me want a newer set of wheels. Our old Corolla works fine – but oh, how much nicer it would be to have a newer [whatever].
I put someone into a category by looking at the clothes they wear or the vehicle they drive. We all know that people are more than what we see. That lady driving a pink VW Beetle with eyelashes around the headlights may shoot her Magnum pistol very accurately. That little guy driving a gigantic truck may need it to haul water heaters to remote mountain cabins.
Just as our possessions are sometimes glimpses into who we are, so are blogs. When you read a blog, you only get a small look at who the writer is. Even when you’ve been blogging as long as I have (more than eight years), blogs only show a small slice of who you are. My blogging friend Elizabeth wrote about how adopting children drastically reduced what she could reveal online.
Similarly, I am reluctant to share some of my more deeply-held beliefs, not because of fear, but rather because I want my readers to listen to what I say. If I intensely delved into a subject that is very close to their hearts, in the opposite direction of their belief system, they might shut me out forever. I want to keep connections open.
Why do you read this blog? I can’t answer that. But I can tell you why I read other blogs. I like to read words from people I find both real and interesting. I enjoy finding out what makes actual humans tick. Today, there are few such blogs anymore. Many people used to be writing in that space, but countless dropped out or went commercial. I’m sad.