The Word was first,
the Word present to God,
God present to the Word.
The Word was God,
in readiness for God from day one.
This marks my 2,002nd blog post. I mention this specifically, rather than a round number like (say) 2,000 because ever since learning about them in fifth grade, I have always had a soft spot for palindromes. A man, a plan, a canal: Panama! etc. never fails to make me feel warm and fuzzy inside.
SO: I started this blog since September 19, 2003, which — according to Internet shenanigans that have spared me from even a quick simple unit conversion analysis — I now know equals
- 3,335 days
- 476 weeks (rounded down)
- 80,040 hours
- 4,802,400 minutes, or
- 288,144,000 seconds
It appears that I’ve written about 60% of the time, not a stunning percentage but 60% consistently for nine years surely counts for something. I have posted several novels in their entirety (PDFs here) during National Novel Writing Month, posted lots of pictures, refreshed the look every couple years. But mostly it’s served the purpose I set out to achieve: First, to share part of my life with far-flung family members (remember, I started this when I lived in Massachusetts); and second, to help me remember my own life.
It seems a little sad to have to keep a digital memory of what happens to me; after all, shouldn’t I remember the important stuff on my own? But I’m that person who reads a book, enjoys it, and a year later can’t remember the plot and so can re-read the book and enjoy it absolutely fresh. I have read Time Traveler’s Wife more times than I like to think about, and although I remember that plot just fine, I forget enough details that I get a new experience every time.
So I continue blogging, not prolifically, not even interestingly*, but consistently enough that when I wonder “When did I do X?” I can usually check back here and find it. And boy, a lot of things changed since I started writing this blog. Instead of enumerating them — redundant, since it’s almost all recorded in previous posts anyway! — here are a few pictures from those years.
*I think the most interesting blogs are topical; the only interest in a diary-type blog is if you know the writer, or if the author is an exceptionally talented writer, lives an astonishingly unusual life, or is funny. I know my blog hits none of those high points, so I don’t harbor any illusions about my readership. I assume it’s my mom, my mother-in-law, Ian’s grandma, and Future Katie; when other friends read and enjoy it, that’s a bonus!