That’s how I felt.
Scared. Reserved. Thrown to the dogs (or baby deer- whatever).
This is me, circa 1985 in a petting zoo with a bunch of animals. Completely innocent and unaware.
Blogging is very similar.
Two years ago I came onto the scene without a clue. It was like hanging out with a bunch of strangers: proceed with caution, wear makeup, watch what you say. Social media was even more scary. I wasn’t on Facebook until 2012, ok? And don’t even get me started on selfies (cross eyed). I posted links here and there but felt awkward announcing things to the world. My preferred comfort zone was behind pictures and recipes.
Last month, I had my very first interview with Food & Wine Magazine for their online column ‘Blogger’s Spotlight.’ It was my first ever anything of this sort. I was stoked but didn’t tell you. This blog, the one you are reading right now, is where we talk about food and the occasional calamity with my kids right? I did make a quick mention on social media (I’m getting better) but that was about it. For 30 days I debated whether or not to post it here.
When I found this picture at the zoo something clicked.
Blogging is no longer a place of of uncertainy. It would be foolish to think this space is reserved for recipes only, because it’s not. It’s for friends. I tell my friends stuff. Personal stuff. If we can talk about butt selfies, what the heck am I so afraid of? Consider this my informal announcement. Because for 30 days, I’ve been thinking about growth. Shedding layers. Learning to go make-up free! I just needed to let go.
If you feel so inclined here’s the link (and dodgy screenshot) to a very grown-up me. It’s a short and sweet piece on healthy snacks and a few blogs I’m perusing at the moment.
Thankfully, my fashion sense has improved!
Do you find it hard to let go? (cue Frozen soundtrack…)