Attic24 became five years old yesterday. Inside my mind and heart the day felt momentous, yet I was unable to articulate the feeling to anyone. I told a couple of close friends and I told the Little People, but even to my ears the words sounded strange. My blog is five years old! FIVE! Can you believe it? Blog Birthdays are funny things it seems. Kind of majorly significant and totally insignificant all at the same time.
I feel a little like my blog has become another child. Actually, I feel a lot
like my blog is another child. I remember the pregnancy (I obsessed
about the notion of blogging for 9 months before giving birth to A24, I
kid you not), I remember the fledgling newborn days (awful anxiety mixed
with incredible joy). I remember the toddler days (I am running with
this, full tilt, watch me go!), and the pre school days (loads of fun,
how can it get any more funner? There is so much to go at, so much to do
and say and learn). And now it's kind of like my baby has suddenly
got all grown up and gone off to school (I am still having loads of fun,
but now I want to do more-more-more).
I keep wondering if Attic24 has changed much over the years, and honestly I don't think it has. I am still inspired by pretty much the same things, still do pretty much the same things, and still share it all in pretty much the same way as I always have done. I think that's the great thing about creating something so honest and personal. It retains it's own integrity, cos it is one hundred percent genuine. I don't try to make my blog take on a particular flavour or shape or subject matter. I don't try to make it fit in anywhere. It just flows naturally as it follows the course of my life.
Often I am amazed by the way in which Attic24 has grown. It sometimes feels as if the whole thing has grown so very very big. And yet it is just Me, a stay at home Mum with my little point-and-shoot camera and my laptop. And I'm not big at all. I am just here in my home, pootling about creating things and enjoying life.
I make things and I try my very best to help others make things too if they want to. I try to fix my memories in place with words and images so that I don't forget life's wonderful little pleasures. I try to appreciate the weather and the seasons, the joy of mothering, and the fun of going places. I try very, very hard to capture all that is good, and to practice gratitude. I am a lover of life. I am a happy soul. And that's about the long and short of it.
Amazing really, this blogging lark. I've grown to really love love love it and it has become such an important part of my life. I love the sharing, I love the creativity, I love the feeling of community, and I love being a part of something which gives me so much pleasure.
I love all the words too. I love that you take time to write to me, I really do. It is often presumed (quite wrongly) that I probably don't read all my comments cos there are so many, and yet I assure you hand on heart that I do. Of course I do! How could I not? Your collective voices are so lovely, and it means a lot to me that you continue to visit and read my words and respond.
So all I can say really is THANK YOU. Thank you for your friendship, enthusiasm, gratitude and creativity. Thank you for coming to visit. I don't plan on going anywhere or changing anything much around here, so expect to find me with my little Attic window open for the next half decade. You are welcome to call in anytime, I'll be here.