I kept a blog for a long time. For years, it was just something I did. I wrote regularly, hit publish without overthinking it, and shared bits of my life and thoughts because it felt natural. Blogging was part of my routine in a way I did not really question. I even found friendship with other bloggers, with a few that I am still in contact with to this day.
Then things changed. Blogging changed. The internet changed. Social media became the new thing. And somewhere along the way, my interest in blogging faded too.
Life got busy and chaotic, and the urge to sit down and write just was not there like it used to be. Eventually the hosting expired, the posts disappeared, and what once felt permanent became a memory. That part still stings a bit. Those words mattered to me, and losing them feels like losing pieces of old journals I did not mean to throw away. At the very least, however, I kept paying for my domain on the chance that I would want to start blogging once again.
I miss blogging the way I used to. I miss writing just to write, without worrying about algorithms, SEO, or whether a post would perform well. Years ago, blogging felt like sitting down with a cup of iced coffee flavored with Monin Maple Pancake syrup (my current favorite atm) and letting my thoughts spill out naturally. Somewhere along the way, that simplicity got buried under responsibility and expectations.
I want that feeling back. Or at least some version of it.
That said, I am also trying to be honest with myself. I do not know if I can keep this up the way I once did. Life is different now. Much different. I’m going to be 46 this year, which means my energy is different, my priorities have shifted. And pretending otherwise would set me up for disappointment.
So instead of making promises, I am making an intention. After all, isn’t it all about intention?
For the year 2026, I am going to try my best.
Some weeks that might mean thoughtful, well written posts. Other weeks it might mean shorter reflections or long gaps of no blogging whatsoever. I am learning to accept that consistency does not have to mean perfection. Showing up, no matter how imperfectly it is, still counts.
This blog is not here to impress anyone. It is here to give me a place to think out loud again. To document moments, ideas, curiosities, and quiet realizations before they disappear into the blur of everyday life.
If you are reading this, thank you for being here at this new beginning. Whether this blog grows into something long lasting or simply becomes a small chapter, I am glad I started again.
Here is to trying. Here is to 2026.