Hello again. I’m dusting things off and rearranging and planning to make a comeback to writing here.
When I say it’s been years. It’s been years. I started my blog on blogger or blogspot. wordonsthestreetis.blogspot.com and before that it was nonsequitor.blogspot.com (I think!). I’m old school. Like really old school. To me that means Gen X. (It also means old school hip hop from the 80s and 90s to me but that’s for another post.) I was blogging when it just started to be cool and you could converse with cool people and it felt like a community. Blogs like Oh Joy! and poppytalk.com were just getting started. I made real life friends from it like Hula Seventy My other real life friends were blogging too. I was just a single girl living in the city trying to make her way. That lead to be newly married, a new Mom, moving across the country down to Florida and now here we are.
Now I am a Mom to a teenager! A wife of almost 18 years! A daughter who recently lost her Father and wishes her Mother lived nearby. A homeschool Mom who teaches other homeschool kids photography and makes silly videos with them on youtube here and also here. A lady in the middle of her life trying to still figure out what she wants to be when she grows up. A woman who needs sunshine and the ocean and creativity like oxygen. A Christian who has seen the goodness and faithfulness of God and wants to encourage others. A hopeful person who is also very tired on multiple levels. A vintage reseller and lover of going to estate sales. A former road manager/ personal assistant traveling around to concerts all over the country. A girl who grew up with a Dad in radio who loves music and sees colors when she hears it. A wannabe painter. A friend who misses the community of younger years. A lot of things.
I think Instagram kind of took over. It’s microblogging and it just became part of my daily routine until I stopped thinking about blogging. I barely even post there but I love to make reels and post stories on the daily. But the thing is there are these stories I have to tell. I have so many stories. I have lived a life that I am still living very much but has given me many random stories and I want to record them. I feel like I’ve been reminded a lot lately that they are worth sharing. Taking pictures, telling stories. That is my favorite thing to do. I might do some processing here. Grief is still being processed and for me typing the words sometimes is easier than saying them, which is strange for someone who loves to process out loud.
My strengths are Empathy, Belief, Communication, Ideation and Individualization. On the bottom of the list is Consistency. That’s the hard part of starting something like this. I am pretty sure I have ADD and my to do list runs very long and over due. It seems like time to try again though. It seems like I need to journal a bit here and also do all the posts in my head that never got posted the first time around. I can’t promise anything but let’s see what happens here.
