I started my blog in 2004. Many of the original readers and commenters are homeschool mothers.
Family and homeschoolers.
(Mainly from The Well Trained Mind boards)Then Ree, the Pioneer Woman, also a homeschooler, joined the blogging world and invited me to write for her website. (I was inspired to pick up my big girl camera from her photos and then in turn she liked my photos and asked me to write photo tutorials.)
Many more people came along because of Ree.
Meeting all of you thru the years has been the best part of blogging for me.
The covid years were a black hole of worry and boredom, loneliness, confusion and anger.
My blogging mojo was kaput.
As I start making a few piles of good,
I've tried to blog a little more.
I'm dancing in the kitchen every day.
I'm not watching television and have even cut down drastically on political youtube watching.
I do watch Jeopardy with Patrick every evening.
I have become a big LA Angels fan because of Shohei Ohtani and watch every game.
I watch Kdramas all the time.
(big blog post about Kdramas to come)
and I have fun on Instagram finding funny and touching stories to share.
How does this all go together with the thoughtful poem at the beginning of this post?
Di Wheeler sent it to me.
Many of you will know her and her name.
But I thought not everyone will.
We became friends because of this blog.
We know what will touch one another's hearts.
And because it touched ours (mine and Di's)
I know it will mean something to many of you, too.
The poem is a continuation on the theme of suffering.
Those great sorrows we all must endure.
“Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished your daily task, go to sleep in peace. God is awake.”
Endure we must and endure we do with the help of God and loved ones and encouraging words shared with long time friends made in the strangest of ways...
This is my community
I don't really have another.
Sorrows become a part of you,
but I think the sweetness of kinship shared between beloved family and friends most definitely becomes a part of you also.
These joys are the beauty of enduring.
Encourage one another,