October 2, 2017
Two days in a row.
For today’s post, I would like to explain how Bent Blossom came to be and what you can expect to see as things unfold. IF things go as planned. If life has anything to do with it, things will almost never go completely as planned. Which sometimes that is good. Sometimes it is not so good.
Okay, I do not entirely know what I am doing. Surprise!
As mentioned yesterday, I have been starting blogs for an extremely long time. I would start them, get everything set up, write a few entries and then loose my motivation. Eventually, I simply went back and deleted them. I can honestly say that most of the time I quit blogging because the blogs, well, if they didn’t make money, they fell to wayside in my busy life. All of my blogs, with one exception.
Around 2013, I started a photography blog. I kept up with for months because photography is one of my greatest passions in life. I wasn’t make money but that did not matter. I was taking photos, connecting with other photographers and sharing my work. I loved it. Then, in May 2014, my oldest son died. Everything stopped. I have yet to find the motivation to return to that particular blog. I’ve wiped all the entries. The next few years, I refused to write anything at all.
April 2016, the blogging bug comes back to me. I argue with myself for weeks. I was absolutely determined not to write another word as long as I lived. After my son’s passing, it was close to a year before I picked up a camera. Writing, as far as I was concerned, was off the table for ever.
You know what they say, never say never. Slowly but surely picking up the blogging again crept back into the forefront of my mind. I tried returning to my previous photography blog but it never manifested. Every time I went there, I was overwhelmed with my son’s passing and eventually just stopped going to that blog.
Anyway, back to April 2016. I felt the blog itch starting so, I came up with a name. Bent Blossom. The name came from two things. Years ago, I had a blog titled, Happy Little Wallflower. I loved the name. I considered resurrecting that name but happy was not quite how I felt after my son’s death. Then I heard, Pink sing, “Just a second we’re not broken just bent, and we can learn to love again.” from her song, Just Give Me a Reason.
Bent. Yep. Life has surely bent me, in a million different ways but I am not broken. God only knows if we ever learn to love again.
Blossom. Well, I just love flowers. It also tied into the Little Wallflower.
Bent Blossom. There you have it. That’s how it started. Where is it going to go from here?
Well, here’s what you can expect. I will show up. I will share. I will be honest. We’ll just go from there.