Happy Anniversary...to me!

Blew right past it.  It was yesterday, and the day went by and we did all kinds of fun things, and I never once stopped to think of it.

Yesterday, May 22, was my fifth anniversary.

No, not my wedding anniversary.  Although that's important.  Some (M) might say more important.

Anyway.

Yesterday marked my fifth year of being a blogger.  It was my blogiversary.

I wondered back then, when I started, if I'd keep it up.  If I'd grow bored with it.  If anyone would even care, really.  What started as an easy way to show photographs of my kid became oh so much more.  It became the journal of my life.  Where I logged events both important and not.  Where I documented the fun and laughter, the pain and tears.

When I tell my mom funny stories about Zoe, she laughs and says, "Are you writing this down?  You should be writing this down."  And then I remind her that I have the blog, and she says, "Oh, yeah!"  And that's when I realize just how much this little corner of the Internets means to me.

Let's see.  In five years, both of us have gotten new jobs.  We made it through grad school together.  Zoe started walking, and talking, and learned (finally!) to use the potty.  We've lost loved ones, and gained new family members through marriage and birth.  We've made new friends and learned to cherish the old ones even more, no matter how infrequently we see them.

My world is much larger than it was five years ago.  And it's much more colorful.

For that, I will be eternally grateful.

So for those of you who are still hanging in here with me, thanks for stopping by.  I love that you love me enough to care about what I have to say, think, write and photograph.  I love that you are sharing my life with me.  What more could a girl ask for?!