My everblooming yellow rose bush of friendship from bestie JRH – 08/19
I need to open up about something.
I have recently been struggling with blogging on a regular basis.
I want to keep this space true to me.
I want to be positive and encouraging and inspiring
(even though we all have bad days – right?).
Many times the things I write about (like my recent post, “Confidence“),
are not only to inspire you, but they are because I need to tell myself.
I’m working on being confident.
I’m working on being fine with just who I am.
But those that know me best,
know I often struggle with that.
I want to be liked – well – really…
I want to be loved (LOL!) by everyone.
I know it is impossible,
but it is something I struggle with….
a people pleaser?
part of my DNA?
identified in personality assessments!
But I’m working on it.
Something about getting older
allows us to be truer to ourselves.
(One of the great perks!)
As a 56 year-old, post-menopausal woman – mother – grandmother…
I am basically invisible to most strangers.
That 20 or 30-something year-old girl that every once in a while
got a whistle or a honk or a drink offer…
or any of those silly things that made me feel validated as a woman…
is ancient history.
And I do kinda like it.
It let’s me be okay with being me.
The me I am in my heart and soul
Don’t get me wrong – I still want to look and be my best
(and I wouldn’t mind a drink offer!),
but I know I will never be that “attractive” the world defines for women anymore…
(if I ever was!).
It is fun to wear clothes I wouldn’t have before
and experiment with things I was afraid to be judged on – like art and poetry.
But I digress…
Oh how I digress… GAH!
Me being me!
The struggle I want to share with you today is that I am feeling obligated lately to post blog posts at least three times a week on Sundays, Tuesdays and Thursdays like I have been.
When I started blogging almost five and a half years ago in May of 2014,
I blogged every single day.
I kept that up for the better part of five years!
I scheduled posts ahead even when on vacation,
and I obsessively replied to every comment
and followed back most of the bloggers that followed me.
Most of the time I enjoyed it.
I shared things about me.
I shared recipes I loved.
I shared art I created.
I shared photographs I took.
I shared thoughts and words I wrote.
I love(d) the interaction –
and to be honest – the affirmation.
I’ve learned a lot about myself through this process,
and I’ve met some amazing people, many of whom I consider friends.
But the job of blog posting is becoming a bit of a chore….
a bit of an obligation.
And I don’t want to do it that way!
I hate when I have to come up with something for a Tuesday or Sunday or Thursday,
when I feel like I have nothing, and I create something just to have something.
So here is the deal…
I’m not quitting.
I really don’t want to.
But I do want to post just when I want to.
It might be once a week sometimes.
It might be once a month sometimes.
It might be every day some weeks.
If I feel I have relevant material,
and/or if I WANT to post,
I’m going to.
Heck with stats, number of followers,
getting somehow “famous” or recognized or whatever
my original intention might have been.
Going forward, I’m doing this for me…
for the enjoyment I get from it –
not from what I hope to get back.
I hope you will stay with me.
I understand if you won’t.
I want to open myself up to any glorious opportunities
that I may be blessed with that come my way.
I am allowing myself space to grow and expand my horizons.
I will continue to cherish all the moments!
And I will share them when I desire
for those who desire to read about them.
Thanks for listening.
Thanks for being here!
It really does mean so very much to me!
Cheers & Hugs until next time,