Remember when I used to have a blog called Just Showing Up, and I used to write there all.of.the.time? About pretty much anything and everything? And people would leave comments and stuff? Yeah, I know. That is so 2007.
Well, over the years (eleven, to be exact, since I first started blogging) things have changed a little bit. The blogosphere has changed, the landscape of social media has changed, and I’ve probably changed a little bit too. People don’t want to read essay-style posts anymore, most of the action is happening on Facebook (not only comments but micro-blogging too), and I’m busy beyond belief. I’m a columnist for two different Catholic publications, one on-line and one in-print. I have nine kids, and several of those kids are involved in sports,have pretty dang active social lives, and then there is school. Oh, the school! With three middle-schoolers (and four in elementary) I find myself quite busy navigating homework, missing assignments, and all the various dramas that make me VERY VERY GLAD to no longer be in middle school myself. And, we just finished up another phase of our home remodel. And, I have my own friends and things I like to do, like sitting and staring at the walls.
Add to all of that the fact that I’m not really so sure I have much to say anymore. I mean, let’s face it. Whatever it is, it has probably already been said by somebody else, if not by me, a million different times. I guess you could say I’m over it. My traffic has taken a HUGE nosedive over the past couple of years, so I figure everybody else is probably over it too. It’s true that every once in awhile I’d write some embarrassing sort of “But I’m going to keep blogging anyway” post and attempt to redouble my efforts, but it just never really took.
We’ve lost that lovin’ feeling, blogging and I.
But when I reached the point recently where I was seriously (no really, I was) considering just tossing in the towel and running away to Mexico, I looked at my ghost-town of a blog and decided I positively hated the design. I thought about how I missed the old days of writing just to write, and I felt a little nostalgic for the time when, you know, there were lots of blogs and bloggy friends, and the little community was really a lot of fun. That was all back before my conversion to Catholicism, when I mostly wrote about adoption and homeschooling, and about my crazy kids. Incidentally, most of those bloggy friends no longer have blogs–maybe they ran away to Mexico, too?
So what I realized was that I didn’t really want to go out like that, nonchalantly fading away into the barren wasteland of abandoned websites after a really pathetic two years of trying-to-run-a-blog-but-failing-miserably. I used to have all these dreams of writing a book and becoming a published author, of sharing my own silly and laughable life in order to help people learn to love theirs. Maybe it’s the daily grind of motherhood, but I’ve all but lost any sort of vision for that stuff. I figure the time has passed. But what had compelled me to start blogging in the first place was really just the sheer joy of getting thoughts out on paper (or the screen, as it were), and sharing them with the world. That was fun, or at least that’s how I remember it being. It didn’t matter if the post was read by two people or two-thousand, writing it was something I enjoyed.
Maybe wisdom says that I’ve just, you know, moved on with the rest of the world. Maybe the blogosphere and the essay really are dead. Maybe it’s dumb to, yet again, try to resurrect “things that are clearly floundering”. Maybe it’s time to break up. But being the apparent co-dependent glutton for punishment that I am, I’m going to give it one last shot. You’ll notice this website has gotten a rather nice face-lift, and I’ve even returned to my old blog name. Getting back to basics and all of that. I hope, too, to write more frequently and also have more of the random “I’m thinking about this inane thing today” sorts of posts I used to have. Those were fun and easy to write. And, I’d love to make some new blogging friends. So please introduce yourself, let me know if you have a blog, and stick around!
What’s funny is that I’ve also been thinking a bit lately about being a mom, about where my kids are at and where our family is headed. It seems life gets so busy (Beatrice was born in June, you know) and you go on autopilot and, well, you kind of forget about certain things. My husband and I have been having lots of conversations lately about what we want for our children, and how best to meet their needs–spiritual, educational, and emotional. Our oldest is right on the cusp of (gulp) becoming a teenager, so all this stuff feels so much more crucial than ever before. So I guess we’re kind of refining/fine-tuning things on the home front, as well.
ALL of this rambling is really just to say that I have a new blog design. (Sheesh!) On a more personal note, I am officially sick with a terrible sinus cold, but thankfully I still have my senses of smell and taste, which is really all that matters when it comes to Thanksgiving, amiright? I was initially in denial about having said cold, but no. Not anymore. I can no longer pretend that my head isn’t aching and my nose isn’t stuffy, and that my ears aren’t plugged. Gah! My kids on the other hand have been quite happy playing cards, Scrabble, and Yahtzee together, which is good because I have taken to my bed in hopes of kicking this most evil and terrible thing.
Anyhow, thanks, as always, for reading. If you don’t follow me on the various social media platforms, please click on the icons in the upper right-hand corner to do so. I hope you have a wonderful Thanksgiving!