I realized last week that on June 14th it had been a year since I published my first blog post, so in my very typical way, I thought I would celebrate it this week! “Better late than never” is a life motto that has served me well!
Looking Back
That first post was about being a mom and how powerful that role has been in my life. I really anticipated that I would write more about parenting, but, although I have talked about it a few times, it seems there was often something else to write about.
A blogiversary is a good time to look back on the year. I have written about my mom, the impact she had on those who loved her and the changes to my life since she passed away. I have written about mental health and the fact that we are all moving around on that spectrum between wellness and illness, and we need help to stay on the wellness side.
I have written about weight loss (and gain) and girlfriends and all the holidays, from birthdays and Mother’s Day to Valentine’s Day to Easter and Christmas. And I’ve written about loss.
I have written about news and podcasts and books and travel. I even wrote about soap operas and Lizzo!
Of course, the topic of COVID came up a lot – how could it not when it has impacted every aspect of our lives since March 2020? I feel like this blog has played a huge role in helping me process the past year and I treasure each one of your comments.
I wasn’t really sure what this would become when I started a year ago but it has evolved into a weekly place to reflect on life and family. Going forward the blog will continue to evolve.
Looking Ahead
With travel to see grandchildren coming up and a return to “normal” life – whatever that means – I plan to reduce the frequency and publish a post once or twice a month, rather than weekly.
I am sure that there will still be talk of COVID, but I am hoping to be reporting on its decreasing effect on our lives. Looking forward, it feels hopeful. My Facebook feed is full of people getting their second vaccines and the federal government has released guidelines about what that could mean for us.
On Saturday night, Bridget was celebrating a friend’s birthday with a variety of outdoor activities including a late-night swim in the pouring rain. As I listened to their laughter (from inside the house where it was dry), it seemed like a “normal” Saturday night when all the kids were home, and they would be outside having fun.
I know we are all craving “normal” again. I don’t think that means the same as pre-pandemic because COVID has changed us and our experience of the world, but I look forward to whatever is coming; and I look forward to sharing my reflections and reading your feedback.
Happy Blogiversary to My Life’s a Dance…and thank you to everyone who read it and supported this endeavour!
