Dear WordPress,
There are very few things in life I get absolutely hooked on, and you’re one of them.
Blogging was such a big part of my life growing up, and you were there for most of it.
Sixteen years ago, I stumbled into your world. Back then, social media was barely a thing and blogging was the OG way to share thoughts online.
My very first platform was Multiply. But when it shut down, I found you. I also explored Blogger (aka Blogspot) and bounced between the two for a while. My posts are kind of scattered because of that. I liked Blogspot too, but you felt like home. I loved how I could customize and tinker with the backend even when there were no tutorials, no YouTube walkthroughs, and no one guiding me. I wasn’t a custom coder or anything, but it felt like discovering this hidden creative playground. Every tweak felt like a little win, and I just kept following my curiosity.
In 2012, my then-boyfriend (now husband) TJ gifted me my very first domain. It’s not active anymore, but it’s something I’ll always be grateful for. I couldn’t think of a good blog name at the time even though I had always wanted one. So I stuck with it for a few years and even handwrote the name to upload as a logo. DIY forever!
