Today, Iβm writing my 100th post.
I honestly didnβt think Iβd make it past 10, but here I amβ¦three months in and still going.
Some days I have things to say. Some days I just answer the word prompt. And some days Iβm just too blah to even try. Yesterday was one of those days. I was exhausted, in a bad mood, and I definitely took it out on everyone else. Honestly, I was being such a bitch I mightβve been on someone elseβs period. But I got through it, and today is a new day.
100 posts later, Iβve written about being a mom, random thoughts, my dogs, and even recipesβwhich was never part of the plan. Some days I knew I had something good. Other days I hit publish, walked away, and hoped I didnβt come back to crickets.
In all of this, I started figuring things outβhow to take better pictures, how to play around with lighting, how to make food look halfway decent before we eat it. Iβm still learning, but Iβm getting there.
Thereβs been life in here too. My husband, who works all week and still shows up when heβs home like itβs his job to make things easier for me. My daughter, who keeps me on my toes every single day. My dogsβ¦one who loses his mind over everything, and one whoβs basically perfect.
Then thereβs Kansas. Still adjusting, still wondering why weβre not somewhere warmer, but figuring it out as we go.
100 posts doesnβt mean Iβve figured this shit out. It just means I didnβt quit. And honestly, thatβs a big deal for me.
So if youβre here reading, liking, commenting, or just quietly following alongβ¦I appreciate you. You know who you are. Thank you for being part of this and for giving me a reason to keep going.
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