Frenchman's Bay, Maine

Frenchman's Bay, Maine

Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Once, Far From Home

Recently, an online friend asked me to join her group of “Comeback Bloggers,” and our initial post was supposed to be about why we started blogging in the first place. An intriguing question, since I’d never fully thought through my reasons for beginning Africakid and the World.

In 2005, far from home, I decided to start blogging. I'd already been reading other people's blogs when we moved to Germany, and starting my own personal blog seemed like a good way to stay in touch with family and friends back in the States. I could post photos and commentary about our daily life in a small German town and be assured of at least one faithful reader (my mother).

When we flew overseas with our two youngest children in 2004, I mistakenly thought "This will be easy for me. After all, I grew up in another country and learned early to adjust to different cultures. And I like meeting new people." As a child, I'd moved several times between the US and Burundi, Africa where my parents worked as missionaries. Then, in my teens, our family spent another year in Burundi. I attended Rift Valley boarding school outside of Nairobi, Kenya and loved that experience too. With Jeff's new job as a communications engineer in Mannheim, Germany, I anticipated an enjoyable and relatively painless transition.

Well, here’s a quote I understand even better now:

“Assumptions are dangerous things to make, and like all dangerous things to make -- bombs, for instance, or strawberry shortcake -- if you make even the tiniest mistake you can find yourself in terrible trouble. Making assumptions simply means believing things are a certain way with little or no evidence that shows you are correct, and you can see at once how this can lead to terrible trouble. For instance, one morning you might wake up and make the assumption that your bed was in the same place that it always was, even though you would have no real evidence that this was so. But when you got out of your bed, you might discover that it had floated out to sea, and now you would be in terrible trouble all because of the incorrect assumption that you'd made. You can see that it is better not to make too many assumptions, particularly in the morning.”

― Lemony Snicket, The Austere Academy

Don’t you love the wisdom found in children’s books?

It truly didn’t occur to me that German culture and Burundian (African) culture are worlds apart in many ways. I struggled the first few years, finding it hard to get to know people in our little village. From my present vantage point, I understand why villagers wouldn’t necessarily care to go out of their way to meet me. Americans moved in and out frequently, due to their military postings, and I’m sure it didn’t seem worthwhile for the townspeople to try and get acquainted—the majority of US citizens would transfer to another place within 1-3 years.

So, I grew lonely those first months, and began chatting online with folks at Real Live Preacher. Chat rooms were still relatively new, and as soon as my children went to bed, I’d log in and see who was talking. RLP’s chat room filled a bit of my need for authentic dialogue and responsiveness, during a period when I lacked that type of community. Later I became more connected, but early on, those individuals I knew only via the internet acted as true lifesavers!

Some RLP regulars also blogged, so I had another incentive. If I began to blog, we could keep in touch by reading each other’s posts and commenting. Also, I liked the idea of posting my favorite poems, photos, art and other interests online. A diary of favorite things, available to anyone.

Eventually, some people who lived on the same street in our little German town reached out in friendship; most on our particular street were either married to someone from another culture or had lived in America for awhile. Their generosity in reaching out inspires me to do the same, when I remember how much their contact meant to me.

After we returned to the States in 2009, my posts have grown fewer and fewer. Life here is busier, and I also see that a few of my initial motivaters are gone. Regardless, I’m curious to see how weekly prompts from the Comeback Bloggers will shape a new direction for me. This may be only for a season, but if you want to follow along, make yourself comfy and feel free to comment!


{Geo}Holly said...

You're back!!! I enjoyed reading how and why you got your start in blogging. I miss the good old days when blogging was a new thing. There was community back then. Glad to hear some are making a comeback.

Laurie Cutter said...

Thanks, Holly! Your hike on the Salmonberry River trail looks beautiful! I'll have to look for it if we're near Tillamook. Good to hear from you.

Ginger said...

I love this! So good to be hearing your voice out here again. And I had never read the Lemony Snicket quote. That is priceless.

Laurie Cutter said...

Ha ha, Lemony Snicker is great! Thanks for inviting me, Ginger. I enjoyed thinking through my initial reasons for blogging.

Jayne said...

Hi Laurie,

An interesting path, indeed! Happy to have you joining us, and not sure how we never crossed paths back in the day as I was all over RLP too, though I do remember your posting on Ginger's blog.

Laurie Cutter said...

Hi Jayne,
We probably chatted at some point on RLP--I was on there almost every night for a long time! Good to be part of the Comeback Bloggers with you.

Ruth said...

I will have to re-read the Lemony Snicket books our girls left behind and glean some more wisdom from them. I always enjoyed your blog posts and book recommendations.

altar ego said...

Glad to have this chance to get to know you through the Comeback Bloggers. Thanks for sharing the story of your early blogging days!

Laurie Cutter said...

Ruth, I always like reading Lemony Snicket! And altar ego, nice to meet in cyberspace!