The beginning of travel blogging
When I launched my blog roughly six months ago, I officially entered the realm of travel blogging. It was a resurrection of something I dabbled in a very long time ago. This was a new start and a creative outlet for sharing my travel stories with family and friends. The people who are supposed to support and encourage me to pursue my dreams. After all, what a great way to share my passion with those closest to me! The reality, however, turned out so much different from that.
The truth is, my closest friends and family don’t really seem to care about my blog. The don’t read anything I write about and always find excuses as to why they haven’t managed to do so. There is always a blank stare or pained expression that greats me whenever I bring up a recent post or something I wrote about. It bothered me at first, but then I realized something. I get it, we all have busy things in our lives that take priority. However, I realized that there are many people out there who share my love for travel and writing stories. Those same people are the ones make the effort to read my random blogs, comment and offer comments because they want to.
And I appreciate every one of you lovely people 🙂 Thank you!
Finding my people
So, I joined the travel blogging community and started to follow others. As I did that, I got to read their stories and see the world through their eyes. I’ve had more interactions and conversations exchanges about travel writing with random strangers I’ve never met, than with my own family. And you know what? I’m good with that.
It wasn’t till the other day when I was reading a blog by Stewie Overseas and subsequent comments on it, that I realized I wasn’t alone. I spent a couple of hours chatting with new travel friends, discovering their blogs and other social media accounts, and realized that those are my people. We share the same interests, passions and have a shared appreciation for what it takes to feed your addiction to this thing called travel.
It also made me realize just how much I enjoy reading the many different takes on places I’ve been to. I am also hungrily absorb the information I am learning about the places I haven’t yet discovered. I also learned that some others bloggers also share my experience in lacking support from friends and family. Imagine that!
Moving on up
It’s no longer something that bothers me. I don’t write for friends and family. I write for me and those who want some travel inspiration in their life. I’d rather engage with those who want to read and comment on my blogs on their own accord than those who feel like it’s imposed on them.
Such is the life of a travel blogger that I didn’t expect when I started this journey. In the end, it’s become a very pleasant and unexpected benefit that I enjoy immensely. I’m looking forward to reading more stories and discovering more amazing writers.
What has been your experience? Does your family support your blogging/travel thing? Do your friends? Let me know.