Life has a funny way of bringing you full circle doesn't it? When I started blogging not very many people even knew what it was but I would share my thoughts with the world even if only 2 people were reading. It was my little garden on the internet and it felt like home. My blog has taken many shapes and forms over the years and it can be embarrassing to go back to see the naive gardener planting her thoughts in the tainted soil, but those days of learning how to write helped shape who I am today.
My garden has been pristine with blooming roses and walks along flowerbeds bursting with colour visited by thousands of readers from around the world, featured in magazines, and received calls from Vogue and Cosmopolitan.
It has also been left to grow wild and let the words just be with no one to notice their growth or that they have withered away into the shadows.
Yet one thing blogging has done for me is allowed me to document my life.
And for that, I will be forever grateful.
Life can slip through our fingers like tiny grains of sand, and no matter how hard we try and hold onto a moment it passes by and gathers with all the thousands of other moments in our life. So instead of putting my blog aside when others are saying blogs are dead and no one is reading them, I continue to write. When I can and when I am inspired to.
I want to capture life and all the beautiful moments that gather like sands of time and continue to nurture my little garden on the internet because I want to be able to look back and know that not only did I live, but I lived well, that I loved and was loved.