|[the party that started it all]|
Four years ago today I sat down at my computer and created a blog.
At the time I had only a vague idea what a blog actually was. I never could have imagined what it would become.
My first story was a party and I had plans for more.
This would be a place to share ideas. Fun ideas. Party ideas.
Friends had said for years "You should plan parties for a living."
That idea didn't appeal to me, but the thought of making my humble homemade plans available to other mums, so they could celebrate in style without spending the earth... well that was the idea for the blog.
|[the original post has been updated and added to over the years]|
Four years ago, this journey into the Blogosphere began with a post about a party for little fairies.
Like I said, I never imagined where that journey would take me.
Three days in I had posted three stories:
But I woke up with an idea ringing in my head.
Tell my story. Share the rocky road I've been down. Put the fun into perspective: I'm not any kind of supermum. I don't have it all together. I battle the Black Dog of Depression on a regular basis.
|[Fairy Parties are just so much fun]|
This idea would not leave me all day. The words burned within me and I had to get them out.
So I sat down that night and wrote. My journey was out there for all to read.
And that's how it all began.
I had one idea for this space; Someone Else had a better one.
Share it all. Not just the good.
Paint the whole picture, not just the pretty.
|[the kids four years ago when the blog began]|
I believe that if I hadn't been honest from the beginning, this blog would not have survived the rollercoaster that has been my life over the past four years.
I know that family and friends from my Real Life read this. They know the real me.
I would feel like a fraud and a fake if I made out that I have it all together, that my life is picturesque.
But you can ask anyone who knows me - this blog reflects my life.
It really is me.
If you meet me (and some of you have) you will not get a nasty surprise.
If you stay at my house (and some of you have) it will come as no shock that my kids squabble and I yell.
So here I am four years later with a quirky mix of Parties and mayhem. Fun times and struggles. Ideas and lessons learned the hard way.
This is me. This is my life.
My blog, and my readers, are an important part of it.
|[the kids now: taller, funnier, louder]|
Many of you have become very dear friends. You have encouraged me with your words, your prayers, your cards and care packages at times when the tunnel has been long and dark.
I had no idea that would happen four years ago; that I would find such a wonderful community of friends here, who care about me, and whom I care about in return.
I hope and pray that you take heart from what I share here.
We're all on this journey of life, with its ups and downs, twists and turns, whether we like it or not.
None of us live in an ideal world. All of us are human.
"Finding Fun on the Rollercoaster of Life" is the statement that pulls all the elements of my life and blog together.
I'm not a great fan of Rollercoasters, personally.
I close my eyes and hang on for dear life. I scream. Sometimes I can't wait for it to be over.
But there's a thrill, a rush, and laughter that bursts forth in spite of the butterflies in my tummy.
There's the joy of sharing the adventure with my children, seeing their faces, hearing their laughter.
Being brave. Pushing myself to do something I'm not altogether comfortable with. Conquering a fear.
Staggering from the ride, arms entwined, laughing, having shared a moment together.
All of this happens on a Rollercoaster.
All of this happens in life.
And you will continue to read about it all right here.
Thankyou for sharing the journey for the past four years.
It's been a rush.