It’s been three years since the inception of the blog. I can remember the excitement of committing to a new endeavor, the uncertainty of sharing inner workings outwardly, and the hope that it might make a difference.
I started with little direction but a desire to be honest, vulnerable, helpful, encouraging. I can remember spending hours thinking of titles, themes, tags, categories, and various other details of where to take this thing.
After deliberating for what seemed like ages, I took one from the Seth Godin handbook and decided “done is better than perfect.” I set out to show up regularly. Committing to once a week was my form of accountability to write. Notice things, learn something, share it.
Listen. Learn. Share. Repeat.
That was the first theme that emerged. I signed off each week for a while with that phrase. As time passed, the topics range became more narrow, and I realized what seemed to sink the deepest with readers were the posts that took life experiences and extracted meaning from those narratives.
Written across the top of my homepage was this description, “A blog about belief, relationships, and personal growth, written from a position of hope.”And then soon after, “A weekly blog written from a position of hope.”
Position of hope.
That’s the posture. That’s the place I’m at right now. That’s the fuel this thing is being powered by. In the midst of all of life’s happenings, despite struggles and doubts, trials and sufferings...hope is the lens I want to see and share through.
The one wildly important goal I have is that whether someone reads one post or all 155, they begin to believe this “life is a gift and love expressing itself through their own life is the whole point.”
I say this word a lot, but I only continue to mean it more. I am very, very grateful. Thank you for three years of allowing me to be honest, to work through my own stuff, to travel through challenging and wonderful seasons, and for joining the journey.
Here’s to three more years and beyond!