Anniversary

Two years ago, my son introduced me to the world of blogging. Today is my anniversary of sorts. I have now been blogging for two years. My how time flies! Although I had heard of blogging and the difference bloggers made on the 2004 elections, I had no idea that I, too, could be a blogger. And why would I want to blog? The main reason I wanted to try my hand at blogging is because I want to keep up with the latest computer fads. You know that I am not a computer techie, but I was intrigued by the idea of being able to communicate with people throughout the world sharing ideas, news, diaries, etc. It seemed a great way to write about life and read about other’s lives. It seemed a great source of real news – having a finger on what real people really think.

Bo sent me to Blogspot and told me to follow the instructions to my own blog – pretty easy. Even a “computer illiterate” could do it. If you read my first blog, you will see that I had some fears of the blogosphere. When instant messaging came out, I had a great time chatting with friends and family. It was a great way to keep in touch with Bo at college. I found that I really liked using the computer as a way of communicating. After trying my hand at chat rooms (a so-called Christian site) and getting burned, I was a little reluctant to try blogging - voice my opinions - worry that I would be attacked again. Having strangers read my thoughts and make comments took some courage. I have never been one to worry about the “approval of man”, but neither do I want to be slammed. I am a people person. I love hearing what others do and think. Blogging turned out to be perfect for me. My little blog is not very important in the grand scheme of things, but it makes me happy. I have met some good friends and found some interesting ties to the rest of the world. Blogging has been an outlet for the writer in me, and it has been a great source of information – much better than the mass media.

My first year blogs were probably the best. Stories about building our little house were just funny. In my second post, I wrote about a newborn calf that lost its mother and became my bottle baby. I continued to tell about the calf as she grew. Two years ago, I did not post pictures, but here is one of “the Bambina”. Another good thing about blogging – it is a dairy of my life – a way to look back and see what was happening and what I thought at the time.

You know, it does not really matter what others think about my life or my blog. This is for me. As long as it is enjoyable (profitable to my soul), I will do it. If it becomes a pain, I will stop. Although, I hope others enjoy my posts, and I do try to write for my audience, none of that has to matter. It is like my art. Sure, I want people to like my art, but if they don’t life will go on and I will continue to do what I do.