I’ve had lots of feedback about the beginning of my new blog and the end of Oh Brothers. Some sad but excited and others who are bloggers and who “get it”. They know of the love hate relationship that some bloogers feel towards their blogs. I mean, I never realized until after I stopped just how much I love writing. That’s not a bad thing. I have other projects that I should be working on (like that wee book that I have committed to publish during my 35th year…fyi, I turn 36 in February, and yes, I’m starting to panic about meeting my own silly deadline).
But here’s the thing: generally I believe we get out of life what we put into it. We get the happiness we deserve, we get the body we work toward, we get out of our work what put in it, and I guess that would mean, that we get the satisfaction out of our hobbies that we put in it. And I guess you could say that blogging is a hobby.
I’ve received great things from this blog. Lots of friends and lots of support. I’m not looking for money or fame, just a community where I can share what I know, which isn’t a lot, but I do love life, and can’t we all, including myself, learn how to love life even more?
I started Oh Brothers as a journal of my life for my boys, until I realized that I didn’t share as much about me as I shared about them. I just don’t think that’s fair and wasn’t true to why I started it in the first place. I want my boys to one day check out my blog and be proud of who I was, not cringe and say, “Oh mother, no you didn’t just write that?!” That’e why I’m doing this. It’s that simple. I hope you follow along aren’t shy about telling me what I’m doing right, and yes, what I’m doing wrong.