Today is a special day because of a number: 4500.
As of early this morning, this blog received a total of 4500 hits since its inception 15 months ago. This is interesting, because just four months ago in November, the blog hit 3,000 views. That’s a jump of half the total number of hits in a third of the time it took me to reach that November milestone.
I’m not a numbers person, but when one blogs, numbers are significant because then the numbers equate your readers, people who take the time in the midst of a crazy day to read what you have to say.
What makes it even more significant is that for six weeks this year, I did not broadcast my blog on Facebook, which usually garners more readership whenever I choose to publicise my posts. There were many times I wanted to upload it on to a wider platform, but I’d made a promise of online social media abstinence and I wasn’t going to break it.
So thank you, my subscribers and readers. My posts exist because of you. You don’t live in a vacuum, and neither do I write in a vacuum.
The Mole was bewitched, entranced, fascinated. By the side of the river he trotted as one trots, when very small, by the side of a man who holds one spell-bound by exciting stories; and when tired at last, he sat on the bank, while the river still chattered on to him, a babbling procession of the best stories in the world, sent from the heart of the earth to be told at last to the insatiable sea. — The Wind in the Willows (1908), Kenneth Grahame