I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately and have come to some eye opening conclusions.
I’ve been blogging for about eight years now, and it’s something that I love.
My first blog was basically a journal of my walk through Alzheimer’s with my dad, as well as my forty-pound weight loss.
after having that blog for a few years, I decided I wanted to go a little deeper with my blogging, and I asked a good friend of mine to design a self-hosted blog for me, which she did.
I merged my old blog with the new one, and I had that blog for about four years; it quickly became a place for me to share my hellish walk through the loss of my dad, as well as my oldest daughter.
However, due to some harassment from my oldest daughter, as well as unwanted (and unpleasant) input from other people in my life, I decided to terminate that blog.
In a lot of ways, I regret terminating that blog; it held years of memories and stories that made me into who I am now.
Not only that, but due to my lack of knowledge at that time, I didn’t properly back up my blog before deleting it, so I lost everything I had ever written.
And to be honest, I actually grieved the loss of all those years of writing.
Earlier this summer, I came to realize how much I missed writing, and how much of an outlet it really is for me.
I gave it a lot of thought and decided it was time to start writing again.
At first, my plan was to write under a pseudonym, as a way to avoid any hassle or harassment from others; and so, for a short time, that’s exactly what I did.
But after a while, I started feeling as though I was betraying myself; hiding who I really am, for fear of ridicule.
And if there’s one thing that I’ve always been characterized by, it’s being real.
In my former blog, my readers would often comment on how they appreciated the way I kept my writing raw and real.
And that my friends, is what I intend to do.
No more worrying about offending someone by sharing my story, or keeping my picture off my blog for fear I’ll be recognized and ridiculed.
I’ve been to hell and back in the past five years alone, and I believe that God wants to use all that I’ve learned through my struggles to hopefully bless and encourage other people.
If sharing my story helps even one person, it will have all been worth it!