People often ask me “why do you love blogging?”. Or sometimes they don’t ask it but just roll their eyes and give that look of “whatever” when I mention that I have a blog and I feel I need to tell them why I love blogging. And increasingly I hear “I really want to start a blog, you get so much
free shit amazing stuff”. Which I get very defensive about.
free shit stuff to review or invited to events because I have a successful blog. The blog came first. Not the offers of free shit new kitchen gadgets / books / cash / clothes / days out.
So why DO I blog?
Well initially it was to get stuff out of my head. My head is a dark and scary place at times and I needed to get stuff out of it. It can also be quite an entertaining place. I am a firm believer that if you have something on your mind, get it off your mind. Even if you write it all down on a piece of paper and then burn it, get it out of your head. I took to Twitter but then found that 140 characters wasn’t enough. So Sophie told me to start a blog. I quickly found my voice and enjoyed building an audience.
But recently I have realised that I love blogging for something else. Something much more important. Something that money can’t buy.
It isn’t the page views
It isn’t the page rank on Google
It isn’t the offer of hosting adverts in return for cash.
It isnt how many emails you have had from PRs this week
It definitely isnt for
free shit for products to review or invitations to incredible events (though don’t get me wrong I do love those things)
It is belonging. The sense of community. The thought that us bloggers are all in this together. Not just lone voices on our laptops. But part of a network of either fellow bloggers we know, or bloggers we have never met, or organisations that support bloggers.
Regardless of age / financial income / background / religion / political views we are all part of one big community.
And that picture above just about sums that community up. It was taken by Ruth (Dorky Mum) at Britmums. All the winners were called on stage to have their picture taken. As we came away I caught up with Tamsyn. A lady I have written about before. Tamsyn had just won the Inspire category for her blog Anecdotes of a Manic Mum. A blog that recently has charted life with her darling husband, Alex, who suffered a life changing brain injury 18 months ago. Tamsyn juggles life now as a mum of four with a husband who needs constant care, and a system that is failing both her, and him. It makes for heartbreaking reading. Tamsyn posted this yesterday and I wept: Whose responsibility is it then?
I have only met Tamsyn twice, maybe three times. But I know her. Feel I really know her. And that she knows me. I congratulated her on her award and told her she had done it. She had won that award for her boy. Her darling boy who on the outside is no longer the man she married, but on the inside certainly is and that the award was recognition of just what an incredible woman she is. We hugged. We cried. We talked about Alex.
And Ruth caught it on camera
I blogged earlier in the week about the blogging community coming together to remember Matilda Mae, today I read this post asking the community again to come together for Matilda Mae to make bunting for a barn dance in her name: Mummy Alarm
How at Britmums we sang for Multiple Mummy
As a community we have stood shoulder to shoulder, wiped tears, held hands, Tweeted at 3am when we needed a virtual hug, offered cups of tea at 6am, in some cases offered to jump out of aeroplanes to raise money, joined our voices together to try and make a difference to the world.
Where after a conference a lady you haven’t met sends you a video she made at Britmums of you collecting an award. You had no idea she was videoing it, was going to edit it and then email it to you, to keep forever. Thank you Gourmet Mum . Video is here: Team Honk collect their award
And I for one have never been more proud to be a part of anything in my life.