“My blog has been a constant in my life for over five years now, and I have never appreciated it more than I do now, as a busy mother. The boys’ baby books, which I started with the best of intentions, sit in the attic collecting dust. Our family photo albums are woefully in need of an update. But my blog serves as a memory keeper, a journal capturing the moments of beauty that come along with all the hard work and exhaustion of mothering small children.”
–Somerset Life, Winter 2014
I started blogging the year I married my husband. We’ve since bought our home, and welcomed two babies. I’ve launched a new career, published a book and am busy working on the second. We’ve traveled the world, made amazing friends, and fully explored our beloved city of Providence. I’ve rediscovered my love of knitting and sewing. I learned to grow vegetables and keep chickens. I’ve painted and redecorated almost every square inch of our home. Through it all, I’ve blogged. When Somerset Life reached out to me to ask if I wanted to write about what blogging means to me, my initial response was to decline. Our trip to India was looming, I was busy working on the book, and filming my e-course. Yet the topic pulled me in and forced me to think. Why do I blog? What does it all mean to me? I decided to take the time to put my feelings into words, and the article appears in the current issue of Somerset Life. I’d love to give away a copy to one reader. For a chance to enter, simply leave a comment, and make sure I have a way of getting in touch with you should you be the winner!