I've toyed with the idea of writing before, maybe not a blog necessarily, but some form of writing. I've never felt "brave" enough, or rather I've worried that I'll seem pretentious; who'd want to read my musings? If you're reading this and are connected with me on Facebook you may well laugh since I tend to post a fair bit on there. But I've always felt like my friends and family kind of have to show an interest, this however is a plunge into the greater worldwide web, and part of me is worried I'll feel too naked. I enjoy writing & posting photos on social media (that makes it sound like I use numerous platforms, but really it's only Facebook, I just felt like I was over using the word ) mostly because I enjoy seeing the memories pop up. As a mum of 3 young children (+ dog) I get great satisfaction from getting reminders of what we've done or accomplished in previous years.
I have over the last few years received an increasing number of messages from both family & friends telling me I should write a book or a blog, not just because I apparently write nicely (?!) but because they seem to feel I might help others with my thoughts. A book feels like too mammoth a task, but I figure I've got nothing to loose with a blog as I already spend time writing similar things on FB. Maybe that was their plan all along: to make me find somewhere else to post & free up their news feed a bit. Although if that truly were the case I hope they'd rather unfollow or delete me than give me illusions of grandeur.
Anyway, a couple of days ago I posted publicly on Facebook to help raise awareness about the condition our third child has, Achondroplasia, as October is dwarfism awareness month. Writing that post was the catalyst that's made me set this page up. I can only write what I know about, what my "niche" might be I hope will grow organically, but for the month of October I want to focus on continuing to raise awareness about the short stature community because it means an awful lot to me.
I've had a crazy year comprising of a diagnosis of fibromyalgia after over a decade of pain, a sick filled pregnancy, a car crash, our baby's diagnosis followed by significant changes in birth plans, my father's death & recently my wedding. I've had to try brace myself against the constant storms & get on with things but I can't deny it's been a bit mad. So while I search for what I want to focus on, I'm sure I'll touch on some of those events in the hope that it helps someone, anyone, out there.
So there you go, welcome to my blog, thank you for giving me a bit of your time.
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