So, my one year anniversary of the blog came and went with little fanfare yesterday. I can hardly believe that I have been blogging for a whole year. My husband can hardly believe it either.
When I first thought about blogging, I was worried and self-conscious about my writing. I wasn’t sure how the blog would take shape or if people would read it. I felt a little paralyzed just trying to begin something.
Like my course-prep, I was overthinking it.
A local writer friend told me, “You just don’t know what it’s going to be yet.”
In the last year, this advice has echoed and reverberated in the recesses of my brain, reminding me that we have so little control over what happens in life. It’s best to make something that makes you proud and hope others will enjoy it, too. [He will be happy to know that this advice applies nearly universally to an academic career like mine.]
From my humblest first post to my proud Freshly Pressed moment this past July, through frustrations with graduate school and academia, and on parenting highs and lows, I am amazed and grateful for Rogue Cheerios readers and for the connections I’ve made as a result of the blog. Whether in person or in virtual space, your words of encouragement, your support, and your feedback, have bolstered my confidence as a writer, teacher and parent.
I am so proud of all that I’ve accomplished this year and I hope you’ll stick with me to see what’s on the horizon for this little blog in year two.