A few years ago, before I moved out of my house and into another one, I took a last walk through each of the rooms and opened and closed a few closets to make sure I left nothing behind. As I listened to the sounds of my footsteps echo through the now empty home, I stared at the mantle and marveled about how full it used to be of pictures. I think we even had a patis bottle up there.
I looked out the window of the bathroom one last time and amused myself with the number of stunning sunsets I took in from that window. The view overlooked the ocean and wasn't a bad view, even if it was over the shitter.
I walked into my roommates' old rooms and remembered the late nights sitting there bullshitting. The late night snoring. The way I'd have to turn off my roomie's lights after she'd long passed out. Those rooms were empty now. Quiet and sullen. It was as if they were never there.
I look at this blog now and find myself remembering the randomness of my life on these pages. I see how much I've changed with time. I went to Europe, I fell in love, out of love, got my doctorate, in love again, got married, had a baby. I find myself reading over comments and laughing about how silly it used to get, but grateful that even someone stopped by to read my missives, those disjointed views into my life.
My life has now been broadcast on twitter, and while that's not a bad thing..I have a somewhat larger audience, I think, it's not the same. I can bare my soul on twitter, no doubt. But I can invite you in for a cuppa, trade thoughts with you, and perhaps even get you to write your own blog in due time. And it's the camaraderie of the blog that has kept me wanting to come back, and that's why I'm here now.
Truth is, I want to blog badly. I so do. Time, though, has not been on my side. I can't make time for it as much as I used to, but I have to find my way around that. Most of you already know about me on twitter. Great. But it's not enough.
I fell out of love with the movable type platform. I would have loved to stay with Blogger, but that kept dying on me. Tumblr is where I am now, and I can do some of the stuff I've been wanting to do for a long time (and easier too): pics, audio files, and who knows, maybe i'll call in a post. Ha.
Thank you to everyone who has encouraged me to write over the last 10 years. Thank you for your words, your messages, and most of all, your patience. This blog has been for me my breath of fresh air and my most life-affirming activity (next to being a mom!).
So you coming over to my new place or what? I'll gladly pour you a cup.