This upcoming Sunday marks ten years since I first started this blog.
A decade ago, I sat down in our then-basement office and started a blog on our old desktop computer. I say office because it was really the only space in the basement that wasn’t covered in toys.
For the first several months, I would write most of my posts from the basement then later I got a laptop and was able to move upstairs and that opened up my writing world. I began to write during naptimes, late at night in bed before my husband got home from work.
I can’t believe I made it to 10.
Just call me the blogging Bo Derek.
I started on the Blogger platform before Google bought it. Not sure if that makes me an official old-school blogger, but it does make me old.
I migrated to WordPress in 2016, thanks to help from my friend Rosemary and her husband David. I liked it much more than Blogger, but all of the upkeep was my responsibility. I chose to do that in the middle of perimenopause and while Anna was in high school, so in hindsight it was probably not my best blogging decision.
After three years, I decided that it was too much work and I wasn’t making all the money I had anticipated with the new platform, so I decided to downgrade to an easier WordPress platform.
Pageviews are important in the lives of bloggers who write to make money. I was stuck on that hamster wheel for many years. I remember being very frustrated during my second year of blogging that a new blogger had reached a million page views in her first year.
I can tell you that on Blogger from 2010 until 2016, I had 832,097 pageviews. I have no information on the pageviews I had from 2016 until 2019, but since moving to this current platform, I’ve had 45,300. I only include this because someday I know I may want to look back and read this. Or maybe I won’t.
I don’t believe I actually enjoyed writing when I first started blogging, and it showed. I didn’t care what I was sending out into the world as long as someone clicked on it. I was aiming for higher page views and scrolling Pinterest for content ideas, and I have the posts to back it up.
I began to enjoy writing in 2014, four years after I began blogging. I mean, I like writing, but it wasn’t until four years later when that I truly felt at ease with it, began to be myself, and began to connect with all of you on a much deeper level.
I’ve met so many lovely people in my ten years of blogging. People I would never have met if it weren’t for writing.
Since the summer of 2010, I’ve learned how to write, learned how to use HTML (kind of), how to use a DSLR camera (sort of), how to use keywords in a post to help pull more visitors in (sort of), and how SEO it is crucial for business as well as getting your message heard in a sea of noise.
I discovered that I’m better at telling tales than at doing do-it-yourself projects. That I am better at crafting stories for pleasure than I am at selling you goods.
Hopefully, when I’m gone, this blog will be the thing that people remember me for. I hope I’ve been able to write about our crazy up and down life without seeming boastful, I hope I was able to communicate to you how much I dearly love my husband and children, how important my family is to me, and how much I love my friends.
I hope I made you smile and laugh when you didn’t feel like it, and that I made you forget about your problems for just a few paragraphs. I hope you learned something new or were inspired to try a new recipe, a new vacation destination, or even paint your furniture (even if you didn’t want to).
I know I’m a better person as a result of meeting all of you and hearing your stories in the comments section. Thank you for listening to me over the years; from migraines to John Hughes, you’ve made me feel like I am a celebrity without the need to wear sunglasses in public.
Thank you for ten amazing years. Here’s to ten more.