Four years ago I created this blog for no particular reason other than the fact that I had been reading some blogs on the internet and I decided that I wanted to start my own to document my life.
I figured I would either be getting married soon, OR I would be breaking up with my then boyfriend because he wouldn’t propose, so either scenario would create good blog stories. It seemed that I would have enough material for a good year or so.
I had no idea that I would still be blogging several years later with no intentions of quitting anytime in the near future.
With all that said, shortly after I started blogging I saw a blog post by an older male who talked about female blogs and how they only blog about their life. He went on to say that this type of blogging by females was completely vain and the most prideful self-indulgent thing a person could do.
I'm sure you know what is coming next.....true to form I began freaking out that my blog was vain and did I really need a spot on the internet to talk solely about my life and all that it entails? I mean sure my breakup with my boyfriend, or hopefully wedding stories would be entertaining to myself but was it completely vain to write it all out on the internet for other people to read?
I really struggled with this and went back and forth as to whether I should continue with my blog. I had journaled on various other sites on the internet prior to my creation of “The Life and Times of Megan” blogspot (that was my first blog name, creativity is not my strong suit), but after reading that post by that man (who I now picture as a grumpy and bitter man and obviously had a very blog) I sent myself into a tailspin of doubt and worry about possibly being vain.
Ultimately I decided that I was blogging for me. I enjoyed writing and using that creative outlet and it would be an added bonus if some of my friends and/or family read it. I never really thought anybody outside of people I knew in real life would read it. I can still remember my first few blog comments from other bloggers. It was like I had won the lottery. I was freaking out more than I should admit.
I’m still friends with those first few commenters, which in itself is so cool and is a testament to the fact that blogging goes way beyond what those outside of this "world" can see. These are real relationships, real friends, and real emotions.
However, still after four years, that man's post is never far from my mind. In fact I like to think that it holds me accountable. I think of it often and it helps me to reevaluate my blog and what my purpose for this little corner of the internet.
Clearly, it is important to me because I take the time out of most days to come on here and share crazy and sometimes pointless stories. But why?
Obviously one reason is because I want to journal my life and retell the stories of our lives that otherwise might get lost in the mix only to be forgotten years from now.
I mean obviously when we are 80 we will want to remember the time Luke called me a giant. Good times people.
I think it is always good to reevaluate why we do what we do. Maybe one day I will step back and know that it is time to take a break form blogging, or maybe I will still be blogging when I'm 80.
Will we have robots that clean our house by that point? Please say yes.
After reevaluating I can that my purpose for this blog is to be myself, to tell silly stories, share random facts, record my baby's growth, record my crazy mom freak out incidents, form friendships, gain wisdom, glorify Christ, journal conversations between my husband and I, seek advice, and basically try to be the best blogger that I can be.
And that in a nutshell is my blogging purpose.