The truth is I get bored a lot. I am one of those individuals in life that thrive on the next thing, the next project, the ultimate search for perfection and truthfully content when its never reached. It means I get to start over again.
My closest friends are right now nodding in acknowledgment.
Because of this, I often stick my toe in too much. Now don’t read that as ‘more than I can handle’, because quite frankly, there will never be a more than I can handle. That isn’t conceit, that is just a fact. I don’t enjoy the calm in the storm, I simply enjoy the storm.
But I do take on too much. The growth of the blog surprised me, as much as it surprised anyone that happened to come along for the ride. Perhaps it was my incredible beauty or winning personality that created a presence, both of which are hard to deny, but I am more inclined to believe I was the next train wreck waiting to happen online and people preferred to wait and watch. Sometimes their patience was rewarded with a fight, a note, an argument, but others quietly started to realize that the confidence that I carry, online and off, had some strange appeal and many became fast friends, reading whatever diarrhea of the fingertips I manage to squeak by for the day.
Like so many bloggers online, I have been spread thin with growth, opportunities, friendships, and much like a business moving too fast, I have gained new agendas. I often miss the original, the old agenda, the beginning of a persona where even I started to understand who I was through my writings.
At 31 years old, my father would call me a baby. A teenager would think I was practically dead. A 20 year old would dread as she grows nearer and nearer to my age, possibly scared of being closer to menopause then high school. But at 31, I fear not my aging heart or naïve mind. I am embracing 31 and watching in amazement as my friendships grow stronger, as I feel completely content with my marriage, and as I am my childs best friend forever.
Online..who am I? I am having a blogdentity crisis. I always wanted to grow, to be someone that allowed others to share a part of my own pie, to place their own words of wisdom or self expression within my 4 pixilated walls. Those dreams haven’t gone away, but sure as the sun will set in 3 hours, they have changed. As I change, my blog has started to be a reflection of what I am feeling on the inside as its expressionary voice on the outside.
In the beginning, strewn, messy; a party like atmosphere. Soon developing into a more defined, coordinated, and colorful display of each season. Now it’s a blog married into a family of websites, but struggling to stand out.
Soon…unique and alone perhaps, but hopefully a strong individual.
So who am I to you?
I am unsure which Trisha you come to visit. The one that stands on a soapbox and sings, the one that is intimate and deep, the one that shares the details that create her household memories, for those are all me.
I just hope as I decide which is the current mirror reflection of my life, that you never fail to enjoy the ride.
~Trisha
I’m going to be honest.. I visit some blogs daily but yours is my favorite, it’s always something different, always catches my attention, and always keeps me coming back to read more! I love your blog and we love you Trisha! each little part about ‘cha!
Too funny! It’s hard to know where to draw the line between the public you and the private one. I guess we’re all moving targets at some level
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I’m here for all of it
can’t wait to see what you’ll do next!
I come to get the real deal on YOUR opinions on things and whatever other fun stuff you feel like throwing out for the day–ie: singing, dancing etc. I come here for YOU and all the different aspects of you
I agree with everyone when I say that I come to your blog for every part of you.
Well, as far as Trisha goes, I never read a post of yours that doesn’t mean something to me. I have to admit that I rarely frequent the “home page” anymore & whenever things started taking a more broad turn, I actually missed out on momdot for a while, because it stopped showing up in my reader! I eventually had a Trisha-withdrawal & went & fixed the link so that I was getting YOUR posts.
I think momdot has a place and time…but I’m always up for some Trisha!
I come to see Trisha, the mom, wife, and friend . . . the woman who writes about everyday life honestly. Behind this Trisha is Trisha the community leader who want to help everyone and to make a big impact on the bloggy world. Although I admire the ambition of the second Trisha, I will always come here looking for the first Trisha.
I think I follow you because you are such a vast collection of Trisha’s. Sometimes I find myself more board with the blogs that are one-tracked and topic specific. I like the idea that whenever a new post pops up on my Google Reader, even the title doesn’t truly give me the insight required to gauge what the post is going to be about. Which Trisha will I be reading today?
Keep this unformulated, formula for “sticking” with one would make you just another lemming to conformity. Bleck! Don’t go jumping off THAT cliff.
I come for every aspect of Trisha. You are a whirlwind and a breath of fresh air. As silly as that sounds. You are unpredictable and in the blog world, we need more people like you!
As long as you keep writing and just being the presence that you are, I along with many I’m sure, will be there.
Trisha,
You are totally out there, but I love that about you. In all of your wildness (don’t know you from anywhere, but just guessing), I know that when you say/write something, I don’t have to worry about whether or not you’re being honest or are trying to dupe me. You make it clear; just the facts please.
You also remind me of a person who would make the rounds in a room to be sure not to leave anyone out. Thanks for your continued efforts of including everyone in your experience. I like bumpy rides.
Ditto
I come to see all of you. All of your crazy, fun, knowledgeable, friendly, sensitive self – all of it! I think we all go through an identity crisis in all that we do. Work,home, friendships, marriage, blogs, etc… That’s what helps us to grow into who we are to become. If you don’t ever change, how much fun would life be? None! Keep on doing what you’re doing and you’ll be fine!
I love your personality. Your wild and crazy funny, in everything you write. I’m a bit shy in some aspects, but often relate to what your saying. I’m coming a little more out of my shell online now.
No matter what you write, the real you always shines through. Being opinionated is great, and you are one of the most outspoken. It’s great to see you as who you are, not some fake “perfect” woman.
This is the Trisha I come to see. Every once in awhile you peek out from behind your veil of confidence and show your soft side. That piece of you that has thoughts deeper than road kill decorated trucks and Britney Spears…it’s refreshing and likable.
I come because you’re not afraid to be you. It doesn’t matter what side is doing the writing that day, you’re still Trisha.
It’s funny that you wrote this post because I am going through a similar experience in my career life. I recently had to give up a job that I loved and am now a stay-at-home-wife-and-mom and I’m now trying to figure out who I am away from my career. It’s a tough process – rediscovery – but it’s well worth the trip.
I come here for it all. I like all sides of you. The whole package is more interesting than a shallow reflection of just part of you.