Ten years is a long time to do anything, but blogging? A decade in blog years is, like, eons. But here I am, 10 years to the day since I first hit that big green PUBLISH button.
My kids have grown from ages 2, 4, and 7 to 12, 14, and 17, which is mind-blowing enough. I was still buying Pull-Ups when I first started blogging, and now I'm visiting prospective colleges. Man.
I've made many new friends via this blog, kept old friends apprised of what's going on in my little world, and generally just continued babbling. And I want to thank every one of you—frequent readers, lurkers, visitors—for sticking around and being part of this.
The Internet was a different place in 2004—blogs were just starting to really boom, although now by all accounts they're heading for extinction. Twitter and Instagram and Flickr and Tumblr didn't even exist (nor iPhones!), and Facebook was a one-month-old experiment just for college students. But through it all, you've hung in there and read my stuff, taking time to comment on-line or via email (or, increasingly, on Facebook or Twitter), and for that I'll always be awed and grateful. I've said it before, but it bears repeating: You are the reason I do this, because otherwise I'd just keep a private journal. It's all about the conversation.
Warmest thanks for hanging in there and helping me make it into the Ten-Year Club.