By The Numbers

I have had this Blog for a little more than a year. 

Wow- what a difference a year makes.

I won't get into all the reflection I have been doing (will save that for another post) but I will say that it has been very interesting to go back and read some of my previous posts.  They are fairly raw and transparent, but let me tell you,  reading your own words and reflecting on where your life was- and is still progressing through- is, for me, the best version of cheap therapy I can find.


If you will indulge me, here are a few interesting statistics over this past year:

• Total Page Views:  4202.  Now, a lot of public Blogs get that a day, so that number may not be impressive to some.  When I think about that number,  I can't believe that many people have taken the time to read what I have captured here.
• Audience includes United States, Germany, Denmark, Russia, United Kingdom, Singapore, Canada, Austria, Hungary and Colombia.   For me this is very humbling.  To think there is someone over in Singapore reading the story of how I killed my first cockroach is amazing.
•  My favorite post- Fighting With Elephants.  Boy, that just sums a lot up right there.
• Second most viewed post- it's a tie between The Last Hurrah and Mourning 93 views each
• The most viewed post (by a land side) is A History Lesson . 785 views to date.  I'm sure that there is something to be said about that, however I think the number says it all.  

What I find most interesting, though, is that even when I don't have the opportunity to write and post here, I am often thinking about it.  Everything from how I feel it is a personal affront to women that we are basically forced to check a bag when we travel (way to many cosmetics for carry on) to the larger challenges and irony of life.  And sometimes, how checking a bag can remind you of the irony of life.  Just sayin'.

I love that I allow myself the freedom to post when and what I want, and don't feel pressure to "keep up" the Blog.  As much as I love the encouragement, feedback and comments, this is something that I do just for me.  Shouldn't we all do more of that? (See- getting into the reflections piece even when I'm trying not too!)

So, with that in mind, I wanted to say thanks for anyone that has taken the time out of your busy life to allow my words to live with you for a few minutes.  Thank you for allowing me to share this journey with you.  It's kind of like I know you are there with out you really being there- a private, silent, invisible cheering section if you will.  And I really appreciate it. 

As I continue to write here, and who knows what other topics may come up?  One thing is for sure,  I can pretty much guarantee it won't be boring.