I can’t believe I’m approaching nearly two full years of writing this blog. As my followers know in the first year I posted every day except weekends and holidays. In the second year, I’ve written every Wednesday and on weekends. The results have been surprising, almost always in good ways:
- I realized a few months into my first year that I had started writing more poetry again! It was like finding a familiar friend I had grown up with but whom I lately had only seen infrequently. I used to write poems nearly every day when I was a teenager. It was a great way to escape the constant taunting about being gay even though I was years away from coming out of the closet. Truth be told, I didn’t know what coming out of the closet meant! But writing poetry gave me some measure of pride — by the time I graduated from high school, I had won 12 national writing awards — and control when I often felt at a loss about not being able to change who I was. Decades later, I’m glad I didn’t. I would tell most young people: celebrate who you are even if every day people mock you for being you. Be open. Be kind even if others are not. Give them time. They may come around. Easier said (or written) than done!
- With the blog, I was able to thank the dozens of friends and relatives who helped me along the way. Some, like my aunts and my mother and grandmother, were (and are) constant wellsprings of love and encouragement. Others I knew far fewer years, but they all were like the volunteers at marathons who offer water, comfort, and inspiration for runners wanting to make it through another mile!
- By writing, I’ve come face to face with how I want to and can be a better father, husband, son, and friend. It’s never too late to tweak and grow!
- I believe my readers have a better understanding about what it was like to grow up gay in the ’70s and ’80s and now, as a middle-aged man, to raise a child born with an extra chromosome. And I shouldn’t forget tennis! I’ve had a few readers write that they had never watched a match until they started reading my blog.
So where I am going with all this?
I thought two years writing a blog would be more than enough and I could move on to other goals, like making sure my daughter has a stellar year in third grade, training for more marathons even though my legs, like tires, are showing the miles! I even want to play the bassoon again!
But I would miss the blog, the community of wonderful bloggers I am honored to have joined, and my readers who have been amazing!
So on July 1, the beginning of the third year of this blog, I will be writing a poem once a week for my posts. The themes I have covered in this blog will surely be covered in the poems.
What do you think, Dear Readers? Do you like the idea?