I realized today that I started this blog a little over four years ago, hoping that the low-maintenance appeal of WordPress would overpower my anxiety and I might actually write.
No such luck.
It’s weird, eh? The entire idea of starting a blog came from my brother, years before Rambling and Roving. When I was around thirteen years old he told me he would start up a website for me if I actually used it – and I did, for a while – but I couldn’t get the results I wanted because I had a ways to go before I would realize the power of social media. I lost my motivation for the website, but never the motivation to write. Every post became a new source of anxiety for me. Although I would still frequently write, the only pieces that ever seemed good enough to make it onto the website were usually quite personal. It would only be a matter of minutes after posting until I’d overthink it and take the article down, the website seemingly untouched for another day.
Writing, something that was meant to help release some of that anxiety, had actually started causing it.
Well, I’m sure my brother was disappointed, but he never held it against me. No, his zealous belief in me has always overpowered the disappointments, so this one’s for you, Zac.
I now live in arguably the most beautiful part of the most beautiful place on Earth, and I’m surrounded by inspiration. Hell, I could have written a novel about our move across the country, let alone life since. It has been a little over six months since we arrived on Vancouver Island, and the inspiration hasn’t slowed, so it would seem I’ve got some catching up to do.
In the meantime, feel free to check me out on Instagram where I post pics daily of my hiking adventures.