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Sunday, June 10, 2007

A Story to Tell

Chilihead over at Don’t Try This At Home! came up with a great carnival idea. I learned about it from Shannon at Rocks in my Dryer, and decided to jump in. Here are some details:

Tell Your Blogging Story

• How did you start blogging?
• Did you intend to be a blog w/a following? If so, how did you go about it?
• What do you hope to achieve or accomplish with your blog? Have you been successful? If not, do you have a plan to achieve those goals?
• Has the focus of your blog changed since you started blogging? How?
• What do you know now that you wish you'd known when you started?
• Do you make money with your blog?
• Does your immediate or extended family know about your blog? If so, do they read it? If not, why?
• What two pieces of advice would you give to a new blogger?


If you want to find out more, or read more blogging stories, click on over to Chilihead’s place and check out Mr. Linky!


My Story

If I could tell only one person my blogging story, and have them truly understand it, it would be my grandmother, Mimi. She was always my biggest fan, and interested in what I was excited and passionate about. Time and disease have stolen her memory, and she really doesn’t recognize us anymore. I would give almost anything to have a real conversation with her again. If I could, this is what it might be like:

Mimi, come sit and have some coffee with me. Is it hot enough for you? I know you like your coffee with a good scald on it. It’s been a long time, and we have a lot to catch up on.

Me? Well you know the kids are busy with their jobs and school work, and I don’t spend all my time grading papers any more. So I had to find something to fill the time. I’ve been writing a lot lately, and I actually have friends on the internet who read what I share with them. We connect with each other with our computers, sort of like the telephone, but with written words and pictures -- It’s called a blog.

I’m really not sure why they call it that, Mimi, but it’s like a journal, online. People can read it and then leave comments for me. Yes, it’s a bit complicated, but you’d love it, Mimi. You really would.

I first started blogging a couple of years ago, when the kids introduced me to xanga.com. It’s a community of bloggers. They were meeting other teenagers online and I wanted to be able to keep tabs on them. Yes, Mimi, it’s a dangerous world out there. That’s why I read their blogs and comments. I want to know what’s going on with them.

I didn’t really think anyone would be interested in reading my blog, but, you know, Mimi, after a few weeks, I started making friends with some really good writers from all over the world. People like Maddie, Tony, Steve and Bea. They are great. They’ve prayed with me when things were tough, laughed and cried, and shared their friendship with me. They leave comments on my site when I’ve not written in a while – to check up on me and make sure I’m still around. I’ve even made some new friends, lately, like Deena and Kathleen. I enjoy reading what they write, as well.

Yes Ma’am. They are good people.

Well, yes, that’s a really big part of why I blog, but a few months ago, I decided it was time to really get serious about my writing, and the impact it could have on people. I’ve been struck lately, with the realization that everyone has a story. Everyone. And my story, the one I’m writing every day with my life, is very much a part of a bigger story, written by women, who came before me. People like Mom, and my aunts, my sister, even my own daughters – and you, Mimi.

I know that a big part of my story is your story. Since your storytelling days are past you, I want to make sure your story gets told to others. I want people to know you, and me, and our story. So, now I write about what life is like in my home – why I love the things I do, and what things I am passing along to my children, because of you and others in our family. I want to share your legacy and my legacy with my children, and with others who can read and remember their own stories.

Yes, Mimi, there are other stories to tell – Grandpa’s stories, the stories of my fathers, uncles and cousins. I tell those too. But I wanted you to know that you are my inspiration. I write, because I’ve read your story, and it’s all there in my memory. I don’t ever want to lose it.

Yes, sometimes I’ll send one of my entries to Mom, and she reads it aloud to Grandpa. Or my sister will call me with tears in her voice, because I shared a story about what it was like when we were kids. They don’t read every day, but they do once in a while, and they seem to think I’m getting it right.

Maybe someday I’ll have enough stories to write a book. Wouldn’t that be amazing, Mimi? But right now, even though there’s no money in it, I love to pour my words out onto the blog-page, and remember. And when someone comments that my story has touched their heart, or helped them remember, the feeling is amazing. That’s why I keep writing.

No, Mimi, not everyone uses their blog like I do. Many of my blogging friends post recipes, videos and photographs. They share jokes and even complain about their lives. I think that’s what makes a blog so powerful. You can share whatever you want, and if people don’t like it, they don’t have to read it. I wish I’d known when I started how this community would impact me. I’d have made friends quicker, and commented more. Isn’t it amazing, Mimi, how we all just want to be known and appreciated?

If you could just learn to use a computer, Mimi, I think you’d love the blog community. I know I’d enjoy reading what you decided to share. Since you can’t, I guess I’ll just keep writing in your honor. Would that be okay?

You’re probably getting tired, would you like to lie down and take a little nap? I’ll take care of your coffee cup, Mimi. You just make yourself comfortable. I’m really glad we got the chance to catch up. Thank you, I hoped you’d be proud of me.

I love you too.

29 comments:

chilihead said...

What a wonderful way to participate in the carnival. I enjoyed your post immensely. Thanks for sharing it.

I'm sure your grandmother would be pleased.

Big Mama said...

Great way to answer these questions. Thanks for sharing.

mamabright said...

I loved the way you shared your story...blessings, amy :-)

A Juggling Mum said...

Thanks for sharing your story, I really enjoyed it :)

Rachel xxx

addie said...

You have a special blogging story to tell. Thanks for sharing it.

Why not come over and read my blogging story too!!!

Jennifer, Snapshot said...

What a wonderful story. Well-written TaunaLen.

Lawanda said...

Aw, you made me tear up! Very sweet.

Pam said...

That was beautifully crafted. I am a first-time visitor, and I will definitely be back! I know what you mean about making friends and the community. As a stay-at-home mom, my blog is often my window to the world.

ashley@twentysixcats said...

This was beautiful! I love the unique approach you took to answering the questions! That's neat that you dedicate your writings to your grandmother. :-)

Lissete said...

I loved your story. Thank you so much for sharing!

susan said...

My goodness...you nearly always make me tear up and get a lump in my throat. Your love for your Mimi shines through so much...even when answering such simple questions. I'm sure she would be so proud of you.

Sabrina said...

What a wonderful way to share your story! I loved it.

Sincerely Anna said...

That was really sweet and creative. Makes me want to call my mom.

Deena said...

That was simply...beautiful. I wish I could have a conversation like that with my mom...you are amazing, and I'm so blessed and proud to call you friend.

Mine is up...but it's just the usual...

Shalee said...

This is such a creative way to participate. It's full of love and wonder and happiness.

Melody said...

I agree, that was quite a creative way to answer the questions! And my mom likes her coffee scalding hot as well! I had a boyfriend in high school who called her "the dragon lady" because she liked her coffee boiling in the cup....he didn't last too long.

Anyway, I'm just making my way down the list of links at Chilihead's, so I'd best get back to it...I enjoyed my stop by here!

Mrs. Pivec said...

Oh, just beautiful. I love the way you wove the questions into the conversation with your grandmother. My grandmother is the same now too. She just celebrated her 90th birthday. We need to be re-introduced every time we see one another, but she's still as spunky as ever!

I like the purpose of your blog. I've been thinking about people and stories too. We live in story and I'm so glad we all have an outlet now, in which to share our stories without the need of an agent or a publisher, etc. Not that a book wouldn't be great, but having my children as my top priority at the moment, it's nice to have this outlet NOW - to not have to wait.

Really nice post. :)

Shelly said...

Oh, I liked your post too much and now I hate mine... thanks for your post!

Melissa said...

Great post! Thanks for sharing!

Jericho said...

That's really good mom.
You're an amazing writer.
I guess that's where I get my talent eh?
I wish we could all sit around and talk to Mimi again.
I would love that more than anything.
She, like you and Grandma, are my heroes.
You're all amazing women.
I love hearing about all three of y'all.
I love you mommie.
& I can't wait for that book.
oh and by the way,
Gardinias for Breakfast by Robin Jones Gunn.
--Jericho

Clemntine said...

Entirely charming. What a wonderful tribute.

stacey said...

Good job! Enjoyed the visit!

heart of wisdom said...

My blog is dedicated to my grandmother. Thanks for sharing your blogging story.

Shauna said...

What a creative blog story! Thanks for your comment on mine.

Nise' said...

Such a terrific way to tell your story! I thorougly enjoyed it!

GiBee said...

A very sweet post, and a creative way to share your story!

melody is Slurping Life said...

I loved ready your answers. But then I always love reading anything you write.

EllieMae said...

Glad to have come upon you through this carnival. What an inspiration you are. Mimi would be so proud of you. Thanks for sharing!

Indescribable Life said...

My goodness, I have tears in my eyes. Thank you for sharing your heart. Your story has blessed me.

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