If you’ve visited this space before, you’ll know I’m in Year 12 of professional blogging. A decade of hitting publish, hovering over delete, googling the correct usage of “past” and “passed” (still can’t nail it).
Twelve years. This makes me an Internet teenager, and can I be frank here? I’m feeling it.
I’ve changed a lot since cute shoes and HGTV bloopers. There are days in which I feel the electric spark of inspiration, in which I can’t wait to share with you a slew of recent discoveries – the hard-fought lessons, the swirling thoughts, the perfect nontoxic mascara (found). There are mornings I wake up and bound to the laptop that awaits on my dining room table, pinching myself that I get to do this daily – that I get to write about the things we keep and the stories we keep close.
And then there are days in which I’m feeling sweaty and insecure, a bit lost on my way to the lunch room. There are mornings where I write for hours and publish nothing. There are mornings spent staring at a blank screen in full awareness that many stories are best left untold. There are mornings in which I carry an anvil of doubt on my shoulder, wondering Who Am I? to receive the great gift and even greater responsibility of offering one small perspective to such a kind, supportive and encouraging community of women.
And so, in the spirit of silencing the Who Am I?, I’d like to know Who You Are.
I’d like to know what makes you tick, what your biggest challenge or struggle is. I’d like to know what you care about. I’d like to know why you’re here, and how I can help make you more comfortable.[EDIT- You guys are fast! The survey is full at 100+ responses this morning; thank you so much for sharing your thoughts! For those of you who would still like to offer suggestions, feel free to email me with general feedback, or with any specific post topic requests you’d like to see at Design for Mankind. I’d love to hear from you.]
Being a teenager can be tricky, and sometimes you just want to know who’s sitting at your lunch table.
Thank you for joining me, friends.