4 Years, Babuh!

I was thinking about blogging, and how it’s changed so much for me over the years…. at first, JWo didn’t even know I was blogging. At first, only three people read my blog. And, at first, I had no idea what the future held.

Well, I still don’t know what the future holds, but it is interesting to go back and read blog posts from different time periods. I catch myself reading the ones before my father’s death with a certain wistfulness and longing, like how you might look at a photo of yourself as a child. I had no idea what was coming. Wasn’t even on the radar.

But we’ve soldiered on, and now I have new digs, and MOO cards, and a job I really like, and small knitty-business-ey things taking off, and right at the moment, nobody is gravely ill. So I count my blessings, and thank everyone for their time – witnessing the roller coaster from hell wasn’t part of the Fun Jen package, and I am always wide-eyed with a touch of naiveté when people really – honestly and truly – just pull themselves right up to the same precipice and lock arms with me and say, “I’m with ya.” Having been on the outside-looking-in my whole life, I forget I’m not alone out here. And that’s really the message of life, isn’t it? To recognize what is at your feet, your front door, a click or a call away – not focusing on the things you don’t have anymore or wishing life were different. I can’t say I wouldn’t undo some of the past, would I were that powerful, but I know regretting it or looking at it too long can turn me to stone.

So, the fun thing – and yes, I realize I start 8 bajillion sentences with the word “So” – came to me last night as I was driving home after Sock Stars (the sock club I facilitate at The Studio). I love words. I love writing. I want to list, each week, words that I think describe me – both good and bad and in-between, and do this exercise alphabetically. It seemed like a fun anniversary kick-off, and I was enjoying the words in my head so much I drove right past Red Snapper and nearly forgot to pick up our dinner. (But I did remember before I’d gotten too far past it…. whew! What with gas hitting $4.09 today, I can’t afford daydreaming and getting lost like I used to!)

I might do one word a post, or five in one, but my goal is to have at least five words a week. It actually gets challenging! You try, too! (ala Pooh.) (Oh yeah, we all get to cheat on “X”, too.)

Week One: A is for….

Animated.

Acerbic.

Aggravating.

Argumentative.

Amusing.

Artistic.

helpful hint – a thesaurus is your friend!