Happy 100th!!!
26 October 2012
100th blog
tonight! Woohooo! And what a journey it’s been.
It all began rather innocuously
with an “And so it came to pass”. But the
real blogging and stretching of me only actually began from my second
post. Especially since the first was
more of a “let’s test this and see if it works” experiment. In the past 100 posts I’ve done the
following:
I’ve done a bit of soul
searching. Delved into my darker
side. Rejoiced in the silly that lives
in side of me. Been brutally honest. Expressed appreciation to those that mean so
very much to me. Showed gratitude. Given love.
I’ve kept it real, except for the silly bits of course, because the humour
is what keeps me going. Thought deep
thoughts. Had fun. Laughed a lot, mostly at myself. Relived some special memories. Gone down some nearly forgotten roads. Triggered some nearly forgotten memories
too. Celebrated my large and lovely
family, whom I love madly. Shared
aspirations, disappointments, regrets, wishes and dreams. Shown a window into my world and the people
around me.
I’ve strived to be respectful of
those I blog about. And only blog with
their permission if my posts include them.
I’ve decided to reflect back happiness and not ponder on negativity. An attitude which I apply to my daily life
too. And though some posts are more
serious, they’re not dark and depressing.
I’ve been truthful and sincere.
I’ve given of myself.
I love the bubbling of ideas in
my head, when I’m writing a story. The
way the words flow, like a beautiful melody.
Or perhaps it’s rather like a fast sprouting tree. Literally shooting out of the ground, growing
leaves, branches and fruit all in one day.
How I might start writing in the morning, but mentally keep on adding to
the story throughout my day, until it reaches completion before posting at night. My thoughts drift to something I might like
to add. A delicious idea I’d like to
explore. A feeling, an experience I’d
like to show more. All this whilst carting
my kids and doing everyday things. My
brain never switches off.
I am not sure how good any of the
stuff is. And though it is extremely
rewarding if others like the stories, I suppose their true purpose is to keep
me entertained. It is a history of my
life, thoughts and feelings. A journal
of sorts. Something my kids might enjoy
later in life, when they look back on it.
It’s kind of a diary of their mom, their family and their
childhood. And even if I stop tomorrow
(which I have nooooo intention of doing), the bit I’ve done so far has been
great and so rewarding. I’m proud of
what I’ve done and what I’ve accomplished and achieved. More than I ever dreamt possible. I never knew I’d have that much to write
about and I’m delighted with the avenues and twisty little roads I’ve gone down
on my journey. When I look back at past
posts, I still love the same stuff.
Laugh at my own silliness again.
Feel affirmation of what I’ve written.
The love I get from others fills me with joy. Most of my whole big family reads daily. And I often get e-mails, messages, bbm’s,
sms’ and even phone calls about posts and comments. Friends and family alike. And then of course some new faces I’ve met
through the blog too.
And much as I simply do the blog
for fun and all the stated reasons above, there is a wonderful sense of
anticipation when I wake up in the mornings and check what’s happened since the
last time I looked – the activity and stats when I get a chance to take a
peep. I get a warm feeling in the very
pit of my stomach when a story does well.
When there’s a surge of interest, when it gets shared and when there’s
lots of comments too – both on the actual blog and Facebook.
It’s a huge commitment though,
mainly because I’m anal and like to post every day. And I can’t post a blog I simply don’t
love. It might sound very dramatic, but
it’s a bit like giving birth to a story daily – without having to go through
the water retention, labour and extra weight. And
once I post it each night, the baby gets feet of its own and has to be
independent, because I find myself pregnant with yet another story again. Though the writing is easy and relatively quick,
I do add a bit to blogs before the final post.
I look for pics and if need be, make sure that my facts are
correct. I’m sure I make loads of typo’s
and I’m sorry for that. I always check
and double check before posting, but often I’m tired and one slips through the
cracks. I consult my Concise Oxford
Dictionary every so often – with a stretch of the arm, it’s wisdom and
knowledge becomes mine. I take more
care when taking photos these days, with an eye on a possible post at some
stage. And each and every time, just
before I publish my post, I read through it yet again and think “aah, I really
love this one”.
I’d like to say a big thanks to
all that stay tuned. For reading my
ramblings and checking in on the blog.
For sharing and commenting and spreading the word. Your support and appreciation mean the world
to me. You all keep me going and make it
worthwhile. For without you, there would
be no point. There’s a joy in sharing. Because stories are the best when they’re told
to someone else. The retelling brings it
to life and a shared understanding. And perhaps through my writing some might
“get” me more. I think that even I might
have a better handle on me right about now.
It’s made me more focused and I’ve gained lots in the process. I’m still Helene – slightly overweight (but
attempting to get a bit thinner at present), approaching forty, mother of three
kids I adore, wife of Grant, Jumping Castle tycoon (in my dreams – no wait, in
my dreams I don’t have to work), daughter of Maggie, granddaughter of many,
sister of Albert and Katrine, ambitious and fledgling blogger, Harty Farty
crafter, helper, giver, kind person, hopefully good friend to many, humble,
grounded and perhaps a little bit funny and quirky too.
So happy 100th and
watch this space. I hope to keep you
entertained with my ramblings some more.
Big love,
Helene
xxx
Together we did it!
From the bottom of my heart
No, seriously, THANK YOU!
And to my fans from overseas, (choose applicable language) to you too
No Helene - don't thank us! It's THANK YOU!! I cannot tell you how much your blog means to me, every day. Its literally how I start my day - I am totaly addicted!! It is such a priviledged window and insight into your life. And you are all these things - helper, giver, kind person, great niece to me, AMAZING grandaughter to my Mom, fabulous daughter to my darling sister Maggie, the best foefie to Katrine,SUPERMOM to your lucky kids, loving wife, fun cousin,super friend. You are humble, grounded, VERY VERY funny and delightfully quirky. I just LOVE your sense of humour! You are caring and loving and in a word - SPECIAL! I am so proud of you. So no - its not thank us - its definitely thank YOU!!
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ReplyDeleteCongratulations, Helene!
ReplyDeleteI look forward to each blog and am never disappointed! Thank you!
You inherited Ouma Helene and Ouma Cathy's perseverance, sense of duty and persistence.
And Ouma Helene's writing talent.
Very grateful for this wonderful injection of humour and insight every day.
xxx
Dear Helene, I just cannot agree with Bettie more!!!! Thank you, thank you. Keep up the blogging
ReplyDeleteit is so inspiring to read with good laughs and a few tears!!!!
Great.
Much love Mandy