People write blogs for all manner of reasons. There are cookery ones, gardening ones, trainspotting and lots by ex-pat women like me too. In fact whatever the topic, there is sure to be a blog about it.
I don't have a "genre" Mrs T-J is pretty much about my life and that is about it.
Now that could be considered extremely self indulgent, why should anyone care about what I do anyway, so why do I put it out there?
Generating a large audience of readers was never the "raison d'etre" or one of my goals for my blog at all, still isn't.
I started my blog for 2 reasons:
1. A creative outlet for my writing, which is something I love to do. I love written muses, quotations and poetry too.
2. An online diary with pictures of my life, so that in years to come I can reflect and remember with clarity and nostalgia.
However, as time has passed, it has been wonderful to get feedback that people do enjoy it or at least find some of it interesting and for me that's some kind of validation, it feels nice.
Then something quite amazing happened yesterday. I received a parcel from home, from someone I have never seen or met, but who happens to know someone I know.
Unbeknown to me this lady has been following my blog and her letter was most supportive and littered with references from many past entries. It was strange, I felt that this person knew me.
She also sent me souvenir copies of all the Diamond Jubilee Newspapers too - very lovely.
But most of all she sent me a beautiful gift of thoughtfulness and the generosity of human spirit. She simply didn't need or have to do this, a selfless gesture, knowing that it would make my day. It did.
Thank you Ms E.S from Scraptoft. Your letter will be treasured and your kindness always appreciated.
P.S. ....and in return give Poppy a cuddle from Radders and me from the other side of the world.