Reflections (On a Year of Blogging)

I seem to be suffering from blogger's block lately. 

It's not that nothing is (or has been) happening in my life; my apartment renovations are still ongoing, and I've been baking and cooking like a madwoman, mostly pumpkin-flavored food items (see my "Hints of Fall" post for more on that subject). And I've continued my daily journal writing/morning page a la Julia Cameron, building up writing discipline and allowing myself a creative outlet, so I am writing...something.

But on social media sites, as well as in life, I staunchly believe that not everything that happens needs to be posted. (And, truthfully, I wish some of my fellow social-media users held that same standard!) In other words, I don't need to speak unless I have something to say, that I want to share. (Although, unfortunately, polite society often requires me to make meaningless (to me) small talk far more often than my introverted self wishes to do so.) 

It's okay to take a break from blogging, the same way I take a break from Facebook. I think it's safe to presume that no one is waiting in agonized suspense for my latest ramblings. (That said, I do believe in writing online with the assumption that someone will read what you write, while bearing in mind that anyone could read what you write.)

Anyway, like swimming, I'd say that getting this far - nearly a year - with my blog has been a monumental personal accomplishment. I can't possibly forget how terrified I was a year ago when I first began considering a blog, followed by my subsequent panic when I went live shortly after the first of the year. 

As I've learned throughout this year, sometimes just taking that first step, confronting crippling fear head on, is the true victory. Anything beyond that is a bonus, like scoring 120% on an exam or finding glittery star stickers next to the 'A' on a homework assignment (remember those from elementary school?)

2013 has been filled with glittery-star-sticker moments for me, and I'm thankful for this blog, which has served its purpose several times over by yearbooking all of those weird and wonderful moments.