Well, today is June 1. We are halfway through this year, can you believe it? I sure can’t, but I wouldn’t go back and redo it for ANYTHING. There’s been a lot that has happened that I’m just glad to leave in the past. I’ve even had to leave some people back there as well. I don’t regret it. Sometimes things just happen and people around you may not understand it, but that’s okay. Some people in your life are meant to be like spent dandelion fluff, there with their beauty one moment and gone with a blast of wind the next.
However, the prospect for the rest of this year looks fairly promising. I’ve embarked on several new endeavors that I greatly enjoy, and some things are still in the planning phase. I’m not where I want to be but, as the old saying goes, thank God I’m not where I was. It’s good that we go through seasons in our life, and that we’re not really meant to “arrive” anywhere. It’s a constant journey, a constant changing, and though it may be an uphill climb sometimes, we have to keep in mind, there’s another side to the hill. And the view is sometimes breathtaking.
I’m also learning to implement some changes here and there, where they’re needed, and one of those is this very blog! I started it back in January with the absolute best of intentions. Aren’t all blogs started that way? Anyhow, I meant to record stories of what my family has been through for the past few years – thus, the title “All Out War” = but I’ve never been brave enough to put that out there. I probably never will, and I guess that’s okay. When I said I left a lot in the past, I meant it. There comes a time when moving forward is the only option viable for keeping one’s sanity.
After realizing I wasn’t going to be writing about what I thought I was going to be writing about, I figured I’d venture into some childhood memories of growing up in the Appalachian Mountains. I did, and people seem to enjoy reading the few I’ve put on here about that, and I will undoubtedly write more to come. But even that wasn’t something, I realized, that I could write about on a daily basis. I do probably have enough stories to do that, but they escape me every time I sit down to write. So I suppose I’ll have to submit to the fact that they’ll be scattered notions, when the Lord sees fit to have me recall them.
During all this time of thought and wondering what to write, I was doing a lot of research into what you “should” write in your blog. I came across just about everything you could put a label on. There’s advice that one should narrow things down, find a niche to write in and stay there, so people coming to your blog would know what to expect. Well, if there’s one thing that’s for sure about me, people really never know what to expect! And I realize after all this time that I have literally “niche-picked” myself into a void, which I hate.
I write. I’ve always written. It’s what I do. Well, that and play music. I’ve also always done that. I mean, really, I don’t have a memory that goes back far enough to be without music in some shape, form or fashion. I was playing guitar and singing before I ever started school, so there’s that, and that’s the way it’s always been. There were some missing years, where I took a hiatus, but when it’s as much a part of life as it is for me, there’s no leaving it.
Anyway, my decision for this blog is this – I’m just going to write when I feel like writing. I’m going to write about what I want to write about on any given day. And if I don’t get a billion followers or make any money doing it, that is downright peachy with me. Because writing is what I do. I may not have a specialty or a niche, and I may not have something new on the same subject day after day, but if you do come and sit a spell, you at least won’t be bored! And neither will I. Because I’m doing what I love and doing it often.