Let’s talk about why I wanted a website and a blog.

I didn’t create a website because it was trendy or because someone told me I should build a brand.
I created it because I reached a point in my life where my thoughts needed somewhere permanent to live.

I’ve always had things to say.
Don’t we all have something to say and share?

Thoughts. Opinions. Stories. Questions that don’t fit neatly into a caption or a comment section.

Social media is fast and loud. It scrolls and forgets.
A website is slower. Quieter. It listens.

I wanted a place where my words could land, stay, and I know where I can find them later. Even when I’ve forgotten them completely. I mourn the thoughts and feelings from my past that are gone for good because I wrote them down somewhere I can no longer find.

Movie Inspiration: Julie and Julia

I’ve watched Julie and Julia many times over the years. Julie Powell sits, typing her way through uncertainty, frustration, curiosity, and growth, one blog post at a time.

There’s a moment where she talks about her friend writing a blog, and she realizes she wants to do that too. She says to her husband, “I could write a blog. I have thoughts.” Every time I watch the movie, and she says it, I say the same thing right along with her.

“I could write a blog. I have thoughts.”

I’ve always believed I could have a blog.
Not because I wanted attention, but because I already had the material.

Julie started with a blog.
Then came a book.
Then came a movie.

I’m not chasing that path, but I deeply respect the power of starting small and staying consistent. I want to consistently write about what’s happening in my life now, my past, and even my imagination.

TV Inspiration: Sex and the City

Then there’s Sex and the City.

Carrie Bradshaw writes a column about life, relationships, and the messy in-between moments. She notices things. She questions them. She reflects out loud.

I remember watching and thinking, I could do that. Maybe not as well, but I can do it.

I have stories.
I have lived experience.
I’ve earned my perspective.

Sharing Writing With the World

I’ve been writing my whole life, just not finishing it and putting it out into the world.

As a kid, a teen, and an adult, I’ve always written lists, journals, and stories. Now my lists, notes, research, fragments, and half-written ideas are scattered across notebooks, computers, and apps. Some of them are gone forever.

I’ve always been a writer, but an ADHD writer who hasn’t finished much.

Now I’m in my 50s, and here’s the truth.
I want to finish pieces of writing enough to at least publish them on my website instead of letting them disappear.

This blog is me deciding that my ramblings deserve daylight.
Even if I’m the only one reading them.

Why I Wanted My Own Website and Not Just Social Media

A website is different.

Social media is a crowd.
A website is a room I’ve arranged myself.

I wanted a space where I could:

• Research topics and write them out fully.
  
• Share stories from my past and my family.
  
• Capture thoughts I want to revisit years from now.
  
• Build something that doesn’t vanish with an algorithm update.
  

This blog is as much for future me as it is for anyone else who wants to read it.

Another Reason: Connection and Community

Another reason I wanted a website is to create a place where people can gather.

Not to perform.
Not to compare.
But to support each other.

I’ve lived enough life to know that many of us are carrying similar things. Grief. Change. Health struggles. Menopause. Aging parents. Reinvention. Big questions.

I want this website to eventually grow into a space where:

• People feel seen.
  
• Conversations go deeper than a comment section.
  
• Support feels human, not rushed.
  
• We learn from each other’s experiences.
  
• We listen to each other’s goals, gains, and losses.
  

I used to organize social and support groups through Meetup and Facebook from 2010 to 2020. Going back to those platforms doesn’t feel right, right now, but I still feel the pull to create something meaningful in a new way.

I don’t want to be a coach.
I may want to be a facilitator.

I don’t need it to be huge.
I need it to be real.

Creating the Website Took Years

This website has been in the works for several years, floating around my life as an idea that never quite landed.

This year, my sister helped make it happen. The kind of help that turns intention into action.

I love dandelions, wild, resilient, misunderstood, so they made their way onto the site.  

There will be a full blog on dandelions. I have a lot to say about dandelions.

I also wanted my crow picture included, and she found a way to make that work as well.
There will be a separate blog on crows, too. I have a lot to say about that crow picture and crows in general.

This website reflects what matters to me. Nature. Symbols. Memory. Meaning. 

Stories and information, I believe, are worth keeping.

Why I’m Really Doing This.

This blog isn’t about going viral.
It’s about going deep.

It’s about creating a place where:

• Thoughts don’t disappear.
  
• Stories have somewhere to land.
  
• Writing becomes a way of remembering.
  
• Connection is possible.
  

If people read it, I’m grateful.
If they don’t, I’ll still be here, writing.

I’ve got a lot to say.
Now, finally, I have a place to say it.

Disclaimer: This is personal commentary, reflection, and opinion. I don’t fact-check everything, and this is not professional advice. Please verify anything important independently and seek professional advice if needed.