One x One

A year ago I was worried that I would not have anything to say. That I would quickly run out of ideas to share in this space. What a riot! The gates were opened and a flood of ideas came rushing in. Forming sentences is always a challenge, but it is one that I muster up the courage for after a couple cups of coffee.

A year ago I had no idea how much of my time would become invested in this world. How even when I'm not writing, I am writing. As I make my way through each day I am storing thoughts for future entries. My mind naturally wanders to the lives of those that I read; wondering how they are doing. I find myself eager to go pay them a visit.

Looking back I can't say that I have seen a great change in my own style or a progression of my skills. I can't say that I have shared anything truly amazing. From the hits on my site meter, I possibly have helped a few people understand something confusing and embarrassing but I still get more people searching for male underwear models. Hopefully the love I have for my children shines through the confusion of being a new mom.

There was a defining moment in my life when I was a teenager. Like on most occasions, I had my nose pressed in a book. I looked up to find my Grandfather, who I truly loved and admired, thoughtfully smiling at me. He asked me what I was reading. I have no idea what had me turning page after page at that moment in time but he remarked that one day I was likely to write my own story. In my teenage wisdom I scoffed, "Oh Grandpa, who would read what I have to write?" With his secret insight he replied, "You would be surprised."

Every time I get a comment, it is still a rush. I am thankful to have found some readers. People that I feel connected to and I call my friends. I am thankful for my blog and the avenue that it provides. I am so thankful for you! Candy for everyone…