This is my 300th post! Three hundred! That’s a large number and certainly not something that I thought I would be looking back on nearly two and half years ago when I first started this blog.
I’ll admit that my blog has evolved into more than I anticipated. Originally, it was called Gen and Steve, and it was our way of keeping in touch with all of our new extended family since our lives had been changed by marriage. Eventually, it turned into Mostly Gen and Sometimes Steve as it became evident that our little piece of cyberspace was really my domain in our relationship! Over time, it became an online journal of sorts…the trials and tribulations of life as we too evolved into something different than when we started. Being away from family and friends is hard. Having a way to bring them into our lives makes it easier…even if only temporarily. Pretty soon and for a very brief time, it became Almost Always Gen and Hardly Ever Steve because let’s face it, Steve was no where to be found! Other than the odd blog marathon that he would do on a slow day at home, Steve's interest in our blog was about as enthusiastic as his desire to remember birthdays! Mind you, I do think that it’s worth mentioning that of the two times he has posted on our blog, both post, still to this day, receive countless clicks from random readers worldwide. He’s a man of few words but when it comes to the ones that he does say, he certainly makes them count!
Finally, one afternoon, Steve got kicked out of our world wide nest and our blog became my blog. In fact, it became my confessions of what it’s like to walk through this life and before I knew it, it became more than I ever thought it would be. I suddenly allowed myself to write about my life instead of our life and in turn, I had twenty-seven more years to use as my muse and shortly there after…I had a readership!
I love this blog! I love coming here whenever I can and sharing what I can. I have found myself experiencing things all over again…some good, some bad…but all necessary. Some people write to tell a story…some write out of obligation…others write because they have something to say. I write because it heals me. There are things that I have yet found the ability to say but somehow, I can write. My joys, my disappointments, my fear of thunderstorms and love of the written word…I can bring it here and in a round about sort of way, it makes sense.
Then, of course, there is you! Those who come here to share in my life and read what I have to say. I’ll be honest when I say that there are times when the comments left on this blog (or sent to me via email about my blog) have carried me through deep moments of self-doubt in regards to my writing or my direction. It has come to matter to me that I don’t leave you wordless for too long (not to mention that I hear about it when I do!) because my blog is more of an interaction now than just an outlet. Some of you have been here since the beginning, others have joined in along the way…but all contribute in a way that makes it all very worthwhile to me.
The other day it occurred to me that three hundred posts would equal approximately three hundred pages (give or take) written in two and half years. That could be my novel right there! Nearly three years of my life written one day at a time. I’m going to have to remind myself of this when I feel discouraged at the progress of my book…when it never seems to take any direction and when the pages never seem to amount to much. I’ll have to remember that this too didn’t seem like much at the time; a template blog in a universe of information. But pretty soon, it became this…
It became my Confessions from a Road Less Travelled.
I’ll admit that my blog has evolved into more than I anticipated. Originally, it was called Gen and Steve, and it was our way of keeping in touch with all of our new extended family since our lives had been changed by marriage. Eventually, it turned into Mostly Gen and Sometimes Steve as it became evident that our little piece of cyberspace was really my domain in our relationship! Over time, it became an online journal of sorts…the trials and tribulations of life as we too evolved into something different than when we started. Being away from family and friends is hard. Having a way to bring them into our lives makes it easier…even if only temporarily. Pretty soon and for a very brief time, it became Almost Always Gen and Hardly Ever Steve because let’s face it, Steve was no where to be found! Other than the odd blog marathon that he would do on a slow day at home, Steve's interest in our blog was about as enthusiastic as his desire to remember birthdays! Mind you, I do think that it’s worth mentioning that of the two times he has posted on our blog, both post, still to this day, receive countless clicks from random readers worldwide. He’s a man of few words but when it comes to the ones that he does say, he certainly makes them count!
Finally, one afternoon, Steve got kicked out of our world wide nest and our blog became my blog. In fact, it became my confessions of what it’s like to walk through this life and before I knew it, it became more than I ever thought it would be. I suddenly allowed myself to write about my life instead of our life and in turn, I had twenty-seven more years to use as my muse and shortly there after…I had a readership!
I love this blog! I love coming here whenever I can and sharing what I can. I have found myself experiencing things all over again…some good, some bad…but all necessary. Some people write to tell a story…some write out of obligation…others write because they have something to say. I write because it heals me. There are things that I have yet found the ability to say but somehow, I can write. My joys, my disappointments, my fear of thunderstorms and love of the written word…I can bring it here and in a round about sort of way, it makes sense.
Then, of course, there is you! Those who come here to share in my life and read what I have to say. I’ll be honest when I say that there are times when the comments left on this blog (or sent to me via email about my blog) have carried me through deep moments of self-doubt in regards to my writing or my direction. It has come to matter to me that I don’t leave you wordless for too long (not to mention that I hear about it when I do!) because my blog is more of an interaction now than just an outlet. Some of you have been here since the beginning, others have joined in along the way…but all contribute in a way that makes it all very worthwhile to me.
The other day it occurred to me that three hundred posts would equal approximately three hundred pages (give or take) written in two and half years. That could be my novel right there! Nearly three years of my life written one day at a time. I’m going to have to remind myself of this when I feel discouraged at the progress of my book…when it never seems to take any direction and when the pages never seem to amount to much. I’ll have to remember that this too didn’t seem like much at the time; a template blog in a universe of information. But pretty soon, it became this…
It became my Confessions from a Road Less Travelled.
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