Ten years ago, when blogs were still all the rage, when G-dub was pres, when we all used MySpace and AIM, I started a blog. I loved it so much. I have met so many amazing people, many of whom I have yet to meet irl. Some who I have gotten to know well and actually have spent time with. Someone I loved who was taken in 2010 to the cruelty of cancer. (Miss you tg). Another who we lost this past month. (Miss you too, Dan).
I keep telling myself I need to get back to it. I need to write again. It won’t be the same though. We don’t all blog anymore. We don’t click from blog to blog every night to see who has posted and we don’t read each post and make sure to comment. That’s expected. There are more demanding careers and spouses and busier lives.. There are more kids in our lives now. I had the privilege of going through pregnancy at the same time as a couple of outstanding ladies I met blogging and now those babies are entering kindergarten.
I only posted twice between the 9th and 10th year. And again I’d like to think there will be 364 posts between this cake and the next. I’ve got some fantastic things in my life I’d like to share. But I won’t. I’ll go to bed early some nights for work early in the morning and late others helping with homework. I’ll think of something to post and decide against it just because it’s tough to try and start it up again. So my goal for the 11th year is three posts. I bet I can achieve this.
There will be cake on July 18, 2018. Mmmm…cake.