|Painting, Crone of Crowns, by Kime Einhorn. Love this. Source.|
A year and a half into my blogging experience I find myself reflecting on the lessons I've learned. Some have been bonks on the head, others have seeped into my consciousness, like a lovely scent. Today I want to jot down some of the lessons, before they slip away. They do that more and more, you know.
Blogging has taught me:
- Innumerable computing skills, including how to use Twitter, Pinterest, photo-editing, Blogger quirks and video edits. I'm young again!
- Better composition skills. I have always been an adequate writer, and often got drafted for writing projects at work. But this kind of personal writing called on another part of me - how to disclose, entertain (one hopes), and make contact with a larger audience through electronics alone.
- Not to take criticism too personally. OK, I knew this before; you can't get to age 57 without being criticized a few thousand times! But from strangers, it stung/stings. Still working on this. Every reader is entitled to his/her view, and as one of my wise patients once told me, "Not everyone is going to kiss your ass in this life." Smart lady.
- To be unafraid of change, risk, and adventure in style. It's not surgery, it's supposed to be fun. Don't work too hard at it, throw something on and check it out. Take a freaking chance. (Thanks to George Carlin, who used a saltier word.)
- That we are all in this together. Best lesson of all. I was fearful of putting myself out there for the world to see, at age 56. Fashion and style are for the young beautiful bloggers who resemble the models of Vogue and Elle, I thought. So wrong: I found hundreds of "just like me" women, some my age cohort and many much younger, who are not models but beautiful all the same. We have got something to share and we're Not Dead Yet.