Reflections: A to Z

5/7/16

A to Z Challenge wants reflections.

Turning to the East, I welcome in the Spirit of Air, the place of reflection, contemplation, and communication – among other things that are not coming to mind.

I wanted to do this in 2015, when I first heard about it but was a day too late to sign up. That’s me, Johnny Come Lately. But, there will always be next year… like *raising a glass of Mogen David, and saying “Next year in Jerusalem.”

And so it came to pass that this was last year’s next year, and thanks to Holly Jahangiri from A Fresh Perspective, I found out about the upcoming A to Z through her always helpful blog!

And I signed up. Just like I did back in January 2015 for Blogging 101. Easy Peasy.

I even made a game out of it for my ever faithful readers: Guess What? was the blog post. I even kept it going until one of my crew guessed what the What was.

Then it was April 1. I had not picked a theme, though others I know talked about picking a theme. I used the designation PR which equals personal, and figured that was theme enough. After all, that’s all I ever talk about, the realm of what’s personal to me.

Which brings a quote to mind… but never mind, not really important. It’s just how my mind works. But I did figure out, after all was written and posted on April 30, that next year I’m doing what comes best, easiest for me. MUSIC… There. Just picked next years theme. It can be a month long Monday Music Medicine Show. I’ll call it The April Music Medicine Show, or something like that. A to Z music.

But what of this year’s A to Z? I’m a survivor. Check out the badge over there >>>>

My number went from 1396 to 937. I stuck it out. I made it into the top 1000. Hot dog! I started picking my letters even before the challenge began. I think I got from “A to I” before  first challenge piece went up on my blog.

I did change things over the course of that time, as some of the things were longer, and harder to get stuff for.

I began visiting right off the bat, but that went the way of the dinosaur. I can’t walk and chew gum anymore, so it would seem. I used to be able to. But that was then, and this is now, and I accept my limitations.

I enjoyed it. I groused about it too. I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t complain. I missed the structure I’d had at the beginning of my blogging ‘career.’ This was putting that back into my world.

I met some very cool folks:

Roland Yeomans

Curious as a Cathy

Pub Floors

Domestically Dippy

Kurt Nemes

The Squirrel Nutwork

Patterns of Randomness

Crone-ing

All in all, this will go up on the Blogging Hall of Fame of memorable moments. Sort of like faded photographs…