As of today, I've officially been blogging for a year.
I'm not sure how I thought blogging would be when I started, but I've absolutely loved sharing my thoughts, opinions, and life on this little corner of the Internet over the last twelve months. I absolutely love having a space to share my thoughts, vent, or just show people what's in my bag without people thinking I'm weird.
There have been some great unintended consequences of blogging too- namely my PE crew, a beautiful group of new girlfriends who I speak to on a daily basis, and who I wish I could spend more actual, physical time with (it makes me sad that we're scattered all over the country).
And while chatting to one of the girls in this group, the lovely Jenny of Sunny Sweet Pea, I asked about waterpolo- and instead, she told me about korfball. And korfball has now become a sport I love- which is bizarre, coming from a girl who always hated PE at school and who was regularly picked last for anything remotely resembling a ball sport. I never thought I'd find a sport I loved to play, and I have blogging to thank for that.
And if I hadn't started playing korfball, I wouldn't have met J. And I am SO pleased I met J, because he's pretty great and is making me very happy. So you could say that there's a direct causal link between me blogging, and me being with J. And that's pretty cool, actually.
And I love blogging for getting to chatter to some pretty awesome people from all over the world. People who seem to enjoy my ramblings, which is pretty greatrex, and whose thoughts, fears, and victories are shared with me. I love the community of blogging, where whatever you say there is always, always someone who will go "I understand, I've been there too".
And yes, there are downsides to blogging- the perpetual picture taking, the pressure to post regularly (I'm sorry for the lack of posts last week- I needed the break to stop my head from exploding), the focus on page views and likes and comments and follower numbers, the competitiveness, or the pressure to keep up with the Joneses.