Writing is how history stays alive. When a culture wants to block off from the rest of the world, the first thing they attack is the people's access to books and information.
And what a crazy, ridiculous, amazing time we live in where it is easier than ever to write and to get our words out there to people all over. The deeper I dwell on it, it becomes even more amazing to me.
This month I have been blogging for five years.
I never wrote down the exact date I clicked the publish button for my first ever blog post. My first ever blog post doesn't even exist anymore (thank heaven for that). But I remember that day so vividly. It was on a crisp day in November. I had just gotten home from my bible study group. I was 13 years old. And I was ecstatic to be writing on my first blog.
Five years doesn't seem like a lot when you're thinking of the grand scheme of eternity. Little blogger me is still practically a toddler in the internet world. But looking back on the past five years, I feel like a completely different person than that frizzy-haired girl who had no idea what she was getting into, who didn't know what she was doing with her life, who just wanted to write.
Sometimes I think back to those days and I just want to smack my younger self for posting the most mindless, random weirdness (I honestly have no idea how I had followers back then. I was obnoxious). Then other times I wish I could go back, back to when I didn't give a care about what other people thought of me, when I was bold and was able to find something to write about every day.
I never liked writing in private journals and diaries. I still don't. Blogging has given me an outlet to have an audience. I don't feel like I'm shouting into the void. I have a community, a family that I couldn't have by writing privately.
This was one of my points in my paper I talked about the other day.
Blogging is important!
We live in a world where we can write for and have discussions with people around the world. Blogging gives us perspective about things that we wouldn't have otherwise and that's amazing!
I'm not a perfect blogger. I've never been a perfect blogger. I'll never be a perfect blogger. I have kept four completely different blogs before I finally permanently settled on this one (I ain't going anywhere folks!). I still hate my writing sometimes, and I have taken so many unexpected, spontaneous blogging hiatuses (sorry) that I'm somewhat surprised you are still here.
In the end though, I wouldn't be the same person I am now without blogging. The world wouldn't be the same as it is now without blogging, and for that I am grateful. I still get annoyed thinking about my younger self sometimes, but honestly, I wouldn't change a thing that has happened over these past five years.
This post was supposed to be a list of things that blogging has taught me, but then I started to bleed out feelings and everything I've been thinking on and this sort of happened. I don't really mind, though.