I love the chance to write, to be creative (or not), to express myself. If nothing else, the blog is my personal journal. I'm disappointed that we have had very little growth in those two years, but at least part of that non-growth is due to my refusal to participate in blog-hops, challenges, etc that would get the blog in front of more people. Not that there's anything wrong with any of those things - I read a lot of blogs that participate in them, and enjoy what I read, but they require commitment, organization, and other skills I'm short on. I've been frustrated when we've gone for days without a single comment, especially when I wrote something I felt especially proud of or excited about. But, I know I get busy or distracted and miss things, even on blogs I usually follow daily, or rush through the list to visit them all without taking time to comment. I have been known to wipe out the entire contents of Google Reader and start again when the back-log was overwhelming, so it's not surprising that others do the same. One of the most unexpected reactions has been how annoying and silly our kids think our blog is. Depending on the day, that's either hilarious or painful.
The thing that keeps me coming back to the keyboard in spite of the annoyances and discouragements is the friends I've made. There is an amazing sense of community among bloggers - especially book bloggers - and it's comforting to "belong". Scanning my reader, I quickly picked out eighteen blogs written by people I now consider friends. People I have come to know beyond just what they post; people who have shared life through comments, tweets and e-mails; people I would make the effort to meet in person should the opportunity present itself. And there are many other "new acquaintance" bloggers whom I look forward to getting to know.