The last two years, I'm not finding the right words. They all seem so... Weak. Not enough. So many things can go wrong, so many bad things can turn lives upside down and hit you out of the blue. People, my people, are fine, happy and full of plans and dreams - how can I make sure to protect them from what's lurking behind the corner? How strong can my words and wishes stand against these things?
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In 2017, I received and read quite the number of advice related to this blog and blogging in general:- write more often, you need to publish articles at least twice a week!
- your sentences are too looong, shorten them and add more pictures. People don't like to read nowadays that much. Why the surprised look on your face?
- the titles, the titles! Are yours catchy enough? I don't think so...
- the amount of parentheses in your texts is too damn high!
- comment on other blogs. Any random blogs will do. This will make other bloggers notice you. Do you get it? You need to be vi-si-ble!
To be honest, I've never had other intentions with this little world of mine than writing whenever I wanted about whatever I wanted. I've expected the articles to be read by my Mom only. (And maybe my sister, out of sibling-solidarity.) So all the rest of you guys... are a surprise, a lovely surprise I've not dared dreaming about.
All of you who've been visiting these humble and quiet pages - thank you. Thank you for the support, the feedback, the beautiful acts of awesomeness demonstrated. Some of you forwarded an article to your friends abroad and didn't forget to let me know those people I would have never reached liked what I had written. Another one read a book (or two) mentioned in my little reviews. And someone showed their Grandma that it's not only the elderly people who do knit or spend their time making clothes. (And I admit I don't mind spending even Friday evenings doing these Granny-activities!)
It seems like my superpower of writing poetic and fluffy new year's wishes is long gone (hopefully replaced by other superpowers). Now the short, flufflessly sharp and yet still-from-my-heart version is taking over:
I wish you all, my dear friends, health and strength. To be able to fully enjoy and cherish the good things. And as well to cope with all the not-so-nice things (or even bad shit), should they cross your way. And for both the good and the bad, may there always be someone by your side.
And the rest is in your hands. Or you will find something along the way, at the right time.
(Or you'll discover it somewhere between the brackets.)
It seems like my superpower of writing poetic and fluffy new year's wishes is long gone (hopefully replaced by other superpowers). Now the short, flufflessly sharp and yet still-from-my-heart version is taking over:
I wish you all, my dear friends, health and strength. To be able to fully enjoy and cherish the good things. And as well to cope with all the not-so-nice things (or even bad shit), should they cross your way. And for both the good and the bad, may there always be someone by your side.
And the rest is in your hands. Or you will find something along the way, at the right time.
(Or you'll discover it somewhere between the brackets.)
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