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My Journey with My Blog

It was with surprise that I learned from my friend Emmanuel that reading my last blog about him really made his day. I was just sharing what has been my experience with him, but I didn't know that it would have a great impact on him.

I started writing my blog on October 16, 2009 (yes, it has been 3 years!!!), and I haven't missed a week ever since. I have been late posting it, but I haven't missed a week. I will take it as a huge accomplishment on my part (standing ovation for me please...)

To tell the truth (not that I was lying before), I did not want to publish my posts at first. What would people think of me? That was my fear. Or, would people even read them? That was another one. It took me several weeks before I could post them on my Facebook page. I have never looked back. I must admit that it took every bit of courage that I had to put myself out there. I had to accept to be vulnerable, and understand that, once the story is out there, it won't belong to me anymore. It was subject to other people's interpretations and perceptions.

Thankfully, the responses have been overwhelmingly positive (almost twenty one thousand hits on my site). The comments have been so positive that sometimes I wonder if it is for me. I have also received not so positive comments, but I took them as lessons on how to improve my writings (knowing that we cannot please everybody)

Another thing I have to admit (yes, it is my confession day), is that I do not have the inspiration to write all the time. Sometimes the story comes as I am writing already. Thankfully, I managed to write every week.

Did I share everything? Far from there. I think that the best stories are yet to come. I would like to tell them once I am on the other side of the river (if you know what I mean...). You will be shocked, and that is an understatement (am I a good salesman or what? Lol). Coming soon on a computer near you.

This is an opportunity to thank you all for your encouragements and comments. You are the reason I keep writing. However, I must say that I have been the one who gained the most from my own writings. Writing has been a therapy for me, and my blog has opened doors for me that would not have been there otherwise. Thank you

Moral of the story? Do you want to start your own blog? Just write it and do not post it for weeks.


Always a pleasure

Patrick
The Journeyman


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