This post is brought to you by four shots of espresso (GBE-R #4 What's my motivation?)
I wasn't going to participate this week.
I'm really tired y'all.
I just finished fifty-seven hours, of night shifts, as a nurse on a short-term rehab unit.
I have spent the majority of the day napping.
I haven't been motivated to EXIST, let alone talk about my motivations for joining this newest version of the GBE.
So, I made myself a sugar-free copycat of Starbucks brown sugar shaken espresso.
Then, I started reading other member's blogs. How they got started blogging, the friends they made along the way, why they decided to come back...
You know what?
I don't even remember how I came to join the GBE in the first place!
It's been a long time since those Myspace days.
I remember starting my blog.
I remember not even caring if anyone read what I wrote. I just enjoyed having a place to collect my thoughts--a place that was all mine.
I wrote about my kids, my job, and my spouse. I wrote about being poor. Sometimes, I wrote poetry and occasionally a short story.
I remember being delighted when strangers started to comment on what I wrote. It didn't happen often, but when it did--oh, man...that was a rush!!
I remember being so excited when a relatively popular blogger (who may have shared a name with me...) started reading and commenting on my blog.
I remember being angry when that same blogger blatantly stole my content and (my) her post was at the top of the Myspace rankings.
Somehow, I ended up in the GBE.
I loved the inspiration that the prompts provided.
I loved sitting down at my desktop to read all the entries. I loved how one word could bring forth so many different ideas.
I loved the little sneak peeks into other people's lives.
I loved that people thought that what I had to say was worth reading.
I've never been great at connecting with other people in person. I've never been great at making friends.
But, with the GBE, I felt like I BELONGED.
I don't think I've written anything in over ten years--since the last GBE shut down.
Everything is so different now.
My kids are almost grown--some of them ARE grown! I've gone to school and built a whole career for myself. My family has been through both the best and worst of times.
I have definitely gotten older. Have I gotten any wiser? Eh, that's probably debatable.
But, I guess, after all this time, I may still have something to say.
And I really can't think of a better place to say it than here with all of you.
I think you were probably born wise. I know you've been wise for all the years I've known you. Strong, kind, full of love (and coffee), and very wise.
ReplyDeleteI've had my work stolen, too. So. Many. Times. One of the companies I wrote for routinely ran checks on their content. It was crazy how often people steal other people's writing and claim it as their own -- usually word for word.
Has it really been a decade since the end of GBE 2? Holy cow!
I suppose it’s flattering that someone thought your writing was awesome enough to steal all those years ago. HOWEVER. We *could* still replace all of the air valve caps on her car tires with tiny little penises (that can be bought in bulk, and therefore can be replaced multiple times, anytime, anywhere...)
ReplyDeleteYES! To ALL of this! Well said and reflects the exact way I feel about it.
ReplyDeleteYES! A sense of belonging. It felt like home❣️
ReplyDeleteIt was comfort, safety, laughter, love, and healing. All the things home should feel like. And, the love so, so, so much of it. Given freely, with no expectations of anything else.
And, here we are, still loving on eachother ❤️
My gosh, has it really been that long? I don't know if you're talking about GBE2 or my original GBE, but either way, it has been an awfully damn long time. I'm sorry I shut it down in the first place, but I hope everyone can get back up to speed now I really enjoy your writing!
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