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My Blog is Basically a Mature Toddler Now


I started this blog on August 4, 2014.
Someday I will say I've blogged fifty years.
Or so, I hope ;)

But for now ... it nearly feels as if I have.

I'm not kidding.
Nearly all of the life and who've I've become seems to have been lived AFTER creating this thing. I mean, I lived before my blog. But it's like a distant past me that's so childish and naive I hardly recognize myself.

And what will I be saying about myself five years from now? 

Scary thoughts ;)

I haven't done very many blogiversary posts ;0 
First Post
One Year
Four Years

Since blogging I've learned to drive and got my license. I've built a business. I've left home (I'm currently at home right now). I've made gazillions of friends. I've written nearly all of my best works. I've experienced heartbreak and I've found the best contentment. I've learned how to care and how to not care.

I've learned how to keep learning.

I'm I've learned enough to know that my life is headed for another roller coaster soon. The signs are there, and I'm already fighting them from past experiences ;0 Have I ever told you all that I hate roller coasters?

But I'm learning to not be so afraid of them. I think. I hope. ;)

I had a great idea for YouTube channel name, so started it ... but then realized I hated my voice recorded.
But vlogs seem to be hip.
And you all love Qs and As.
So. Yeah. You get this:

The book I said I'd link to in the post: The Law by Frédéric Bastiat
And the brother who helped me make this video: Jacob.


Well, let's keep this post short and sweet.
What I'd really like to hear are YOUR thoughts. Would you mind filling out this form for me? It would mean the world to me if you did. ;D

THANK YOU!!!

Comments

  1. That's so cool! I can't believe you've been blogging for so long. :O

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    1. Thanks, Gray! And I really enjoyed answering your politic question ;) Yeah, it's pretty hard to believe myself ;D

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  2. I loved the vlog and all of your answers to the questions! Congratulations on blogging for FIVE years!! *confetti* Just filled out the form. <3

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    1. Thanks for watching the vlog, and glad you enjoyed it! Thanks so much! Really appreciate it ;D

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  3. HAPPY BLOGOVERSARY, KETURAH!!! 🎉🎉🎉

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  4. Happy Blogoversary! I love Gilmore Girl's too!

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  5. Congrats! I'm also coming up on 5 years soon (woW), and it's been amazing to look back and see all the things I've documented. Happy blogiversary!!

    Hanne || losingthebusyness.wordpress.com

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    1. Wow, Congrats to you too! It's sooooo fun to look back and see how much everything has changed ;)

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  6. Congratulations on your blogoversary!! Five years, my golly, what a venerable age for a blog. ;) I hope you keep on for fifty years and beyond, too!

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    1. Thanks, Megan! Sure feels like it ;) But yeah, I think that's a good goal ;)

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  7. Happy blogiversary! Keep it up ❤

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    1. Thanks, Ann! Will certainly try ;D

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    2. Btw, I've just nominated you for a tag!
      https://love-english-by-ann.blogspot.com/2019/08/3-days-3-quotes-tag-3rd-day.html
      It'd be great if you do it on your blog ;)

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  8. I don't like my voice on camera either... I like your vlogs though! :)
    Happy blog birthday!

    astorydetective.blogspot.com

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