There’s been plenty of talk around Teh Internets regarding blogs needing focus. I remember a lot of BlogHer attendees mentioning that one of the more important things bloggers had to do to gain traffic and regular readers was to zero in on a niche target or niche demographic: have a certain focus for their blog. I scoffed at the idea thinking this is my blog and I can cover whatever topics I want, whenever I want. Who are they to tell me that my blog will not be successful without a niche target or demographic. Why do I have to focus: I just wanna write!
And so far, that’s what I’ve been doing: writing. I’ve noticed that I do have a bit of focus though, unintentionally: it’s me. Me, life, my family, child rearing… I tend to go off the beaten track once and a while, but I always seem to find myself back in this mommy blogger-ish mode. Not that being a mommy blogger is a bad thing; I just never pictured myself as one. When I started this blog I thought it would be about me. A spot where I would have time for myself, hence - Temporarily Me. Temporarily a space where I can leave everything else behind and focus on what I want for that moment.
Maybe I’ve succeeded at that, I’m not sure. I wanted to talk about anything and everything I thought about, thought it seems that my thoughts are consumed with this life I’ve created for myself, as a mother, wife and employee. I seem to have lost myself in this life and forgotten the dreams I once had for myself.
You know I wanted to move across country and live near the Rocky Mountains? I don’t even ski, I just LOVE mountains. Mike and I had talked about this briefly, yet nothing came of it as we comfortably settled into our roles of young adults. I wanted to be a Park Ranger (Oh Joy, you would have LOVED my uniform! Except, I’m not a man… so maybe not.) I wanted to work in the National Parks at the Rocky Mountains.
We’ve been discussing this move again. A move that would take us to the other side of the country, far from family and friends, to start a new life. Something we feel so desperate to have. A fresh start, a clean slate and a new and invigorating life style. I am beginning to think that it’s just our delirious way of running from our rut. The rut we can’t seem to get out of, but only make deeper with each attempt. One drastic move just may get us out, just may help us succeed at moving on with life and living life.
It can be very overpowering thought and seemingly cloud judgment that would otherwise think rationally. It’s an extremely daunting task, but could be the start of what we’re looking for.
Ever have that feeling that you just wanna pack up and leave? Become someone else? Do something with your life?
What did you really want to be when you grew up?
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Are you NaBloPoMoing and looking for some topic ideas? HERE’s a couple that might tickle your fancy…
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And I still wanna hear funny morning sickness stories… even if you scoop them from somewhere off Teh Internets… share!!
