Letter #500: 500 Days of Blogging

Dear 500 days of blogging,

On October 1st, 2010, a journey began. It didn’t have much direction, but nevertheless it commenced. What began as a way to document my transition into the real world has turned into 500 letters. This endeavor still doesn’t have much direction, but lack of direction has almost become its identity. Different subjects and recipients addressed daily but always written in the form of a letter. This keeps writing fresh for me and reading exciting for you.

In my first post I flippantly mentioned that hopefully this journey would “become more and more valuable” with time. The value you have played in my life is unexplainable. A passion for writing has been unlocked inside me. A chronicling of memories has been kept. Countless lessons have been learned that will hopefully stick with me more because I wrote them down. Celebrations and mournings, lives and deaths, elations and frustrations and so much more have all been experienced with followers along the way. A testament of faithfulness and commitment has been documented and proven possible in my world. Seriously, you have been invaluable.

I never dreamed you’d last for 500 days. I never dreamed I’d enjoy you as much as I do. I never dreamed I’d have the opportunity to encourage, challenge and do life with readers along the way. Sometimes our realities exceed our dreams. What began as a mostly selfish endeavor has turned into so much more, and for that I am truly thankful.

500 letters. One venue. 500 days. One blog. 500 recipients. One purpose: to put this little thing we call life into eternal perspective and to laugh along the way.

Looking forward to what lies ahead,

Lindsay, the lover of letters

I honestly am blown away that I am posting this. 500. Monumental moment in my world! What’s one of the most monumental things you’ve ever done?!

Letter #448: Thank You!

Dear Letters for Lindsay,

448. Whew, that’s A LOT of writing. Sometimes you’re full of pictures and documentation of adventures. Sometimes you’re a lengthy post I’ve been thinking about for days and if I’m really on the ball even weeks. Sometimes you’re a very flippant, I have no idea what to write about today, post. I don’t always know what direction you’re going to go, but you’re always an adventure. You’re always either really fun to write, have a great lesson I need to learn in store for me or simply continue to allow me to walk in consistency and discipline. Regardless of how the post originates, you always end up being good for me. My favorite is when you surprise me. A post I think was horrendous ends up being the one that’s retweeted or commented on the most. Vice versa, ones I think are my best have the least views.

You are tricky, unpredictable and just happen to be one of my favorite pursuits in life. I genuinely write for myself more than anything or anyone else. You allow me to process in ways I never could otherwise. You facilitate conversation with family, friends and strangers that would never happen otherwise. You’ve allowed me to discover the love I have for writing.

The craziest thing has happened though. People read. People choose to read you! Not tons of people, but more people than I ever dreamed. Heck, I would’ve been happy if only my immediate family took part. They’d see a side of me they’d never see otherwise, and I still reap all the benefits of writing.

But people read you. I am blown away by this fact. I’m humbled by this. Just this week, a sweet lady introduced herself to me at church informing me she had become a frequent reader after seeing you linked to a mutual friend’s blog. This was surreal. Someone I had never met was reading my blog which turned into an introduction and will hopefully only continue to develop a friendship. Mind-blowing. Then in a meeting yesterday I was informed my blog was referenced in another meeting where I wasn’t involved. Daily, I am baffled.

Today, I’d like to take a minute to say thanks to our readers. The comments, emails, conversations and laughs you’ve facilitated make this more fun than it would ever be on my own. You guys challenge me and keep my on my toes. Thanks for caring, for taking time out of your busy schedules to read along with me through this journey called life. I have no idea where this blog of mine is headed, but please know this community that’s been developed holds a special place in my heart. If there’s ever anything I can do for you guys, do not hesitate to let me know.

Here’s to the future starting with a great weekend,

Your author

Letter #363: Hilarious Searches

Dear blog,

The subjects people search to discover you are a riot. Anniversaries. Packing a carry on for a week. 50s ice cream. Odometer. Insanity workout calendar. 8×10 certificate of lawnmowing. Grocery store. Kid with busted elbow and stitches. How long does it take to get a letter from Edmond, OK to Lampe, MO. Message for a debutante.

Seriously, how does this happen?! Well, I actually think I know the answer to this. I write letters to things. They tend to be written to things such as anniversaries, packing, odometers, Insanity, mowing yards, grocery store dating, 4-wheeling wrecks resulting in stitches, mail (people need to search this more frequently in the summers!) and social media debutantes. Readers never know what my next letter will be to…heck, half the time I don’t know what will receive the next one!

This is part of the fun of doing you. Your structure is the same each day. A letter. That’s the only stipulation. However, the letter can be written to anything. Thus, I write and these search topics turn out to be the results.

While the above topics are funny, I can explain all of them away. The best search result of them all, the image of wisdom on her throne, I have no idea what post it relates to. Seriously, I saw this and lost it. How is it possible to get to you searching these words? I’m far from an image of wisdom, and I definitely don’t have a throne. Maybe someone knows something I don’t about me?! Just kidding, just too funny not to share.

Reigning on my throne of wisdom (yeah right!),

Noticer of hilarious searches concerning you

Letter #337: ABC or CBS?!

Dear blog,

We’re closing in on our one year anniversary. Gosh, it seems like ages ago when I committed to you; it also seems like yesterday. Time is a funny thing. When we started, let’s be honest, we didn’t really have a plan. I can’t even remember if writing daily was in my earliest of commitments? For sure, we never made a pact on how long we’d do this little dance.

So, here we are, approaching a crossroads. I took the plunge into Letters for Lindsay in October and by at least December I had committed to daily blogging for a year. I enjoyed it, a few people besides myself and mom enjoyed it, and it allowed/forced me to process my life. Anybody can do anything for a year right?! My thoughts too. You were much easier said than done, but with only a few weeks left we have made it with only missing a few days this summer. Unbelievable.

All this being said, I’m conflicted. At the October 1st mark, I have to make a pretty significant decision. Now the decision isn’t life or death, but in the world of social media it kind of is! I must choose whether you live on or whether you are no more. Even if there will be more of you, will you be daily or more sporadic? There are so many pros and cons to both that at this point I just don’t know. These are the things that keep me up at night…along with many other far more important things.

Thus, I will continue to wrestle with you for the next few weeks to come to a conclusion. A decision must be made. The question is will I let ABC host my press conference to release my decision or go with CBS (i.e. ABC=all blogging ceases; CBS=continue blogging sista)?! Readers, if you have any thoughts, helpful tips or opinions, please feel free to contact my agent (i.e. comment here, tweet, email or text me). Thanks in advance for your assistance.

The days are dwindling,

Conflicted blogger

Letter #248: It’s not you, it’s me!

Dear blog,

I’ve neglected you greatly the last two weeks. I want you to know that it’s not you, it’s me. I’ve been really stressed at work which is starting to flow into other areas of my life. You’ve just happened to be one area that’s taken the biggest hit. Some things are non-negotiable no matter how busy I get around here. This would include showering no matter what before going to sleep because I’m so sticky at the end of the day and meals. I don’t really miss many meals.

You on the other hand have taken a back seat lately. I’ve just barely been scraping by with you. Readers, I apologize. It seems like everything I’ve written lately has been short and rigid…really straight forward. Nevertheless, I’ve stuck with you daily. This I am proud of!

Campers are here now, and I’m hoping to get into more of a routine. Life will still be nutso 98% of the time, but I’m striving toward creating more of a schedule in my personal life. We’ll see how that goes!

Forgive me for neglecting you. Be expecting a little more TLC…hopefully.

Seems like I wrote an apology letter to a boy rather than to you,

Blog neglector

Letter #218: Upcoming New Look

Dear blog,

You are getting a facelift! You have been blue with an unidentifiable header for long enough. When I decided to embark upon this blogging endeavor at the end of September, I threw a pre-set WordPress site together and started writing. 218 days later, I’m still writing.

So, with the help of a dear friend, you are being rebuilt. You are being redesigned and formatted, and you will be navigated differently. I’m pretty elementary, if not preschool, in my understanding of your world. Thankfully, I’ve had help. So in my spare time, which considering it’s May and camp is coming is limited, I tweak you. Change picture sizes, write an about post, etc.

I can’t wait to release you! However, good things are worth waiting for! My goal is to launch the new you before I move to camp. With that being said, I have a ton of work to do. I know I’ve peaked my readers interest and built unbearable anticipation. I apologize for getting your hopes up and forcing you to wait even longer. Hey, you’ve made it this long with the questionable blue header, you can make it a little longer!

Looking forward to Letters for Lindsay’s new look,

Thankful for smart, willing friends

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Letter #183: Six Months

Dear April 1st,

Today, you mark a big day in my world. Today, I write letter #183. 183 + 183 = 366. Unfortunately, our next leap year isn’t until next year, so my equation doesn’t work out perfectly, but I’m as close to six months into this blogging deal as I’ll ever be…Booyah!

I began Letters for Lindsay on October 1st, six months ago, blind. I had no idea what I was doing, and honestly still don’t. It was as if I was walking through a dark hallway, no idea what’s in front of me and have been feeling my way through it. We’ve all done the walk where we take really small steps bracing ourselves between the two walls anticipating the moment we finally reach the light switch. Only, my blogging hallway didn’t have a switch. It remained dark, and I had to stumble my way through as my eyes tried to readjust.

I wrote. I wrote more. And then, I wrote even more. I found a way to write on trail, vacation and under the weather, and every day I wrote, it seemed my eyes adjusted a little more. Before long, I was starting to see signs of light ahead. Today, I still haven’t found the light at the end of the tunnel (in this case, my hallway), but I’ve learned a ton on this journey.

So you have brought me to a crossroads. From the beginning I’ve made it clear I don’t know how long this quest will last. I’ve been pondering this for awhile, and I’ve decided six consecutive months of blogging is enough for me. I don’t think I’ve ever done anything everyday for three months straight, let alone six. I’m sick of the daily burden. Today, I call it quits.

I would like to personally apologize to my “enormous’ following. I know an important piece of your day will be missing when you aren’t able to read my take on life daily.

Not only are you the end of my blogging adventure, my six month blogging anniversary and TGIF, but you are also April Fool’s Day. Ladies and gentleman, this is my six month anniversary, but I have good news. I’m not done blogging yet”…April Fool’s!!!!!!!!

Here’s to anniversaries, more blogging and lots of pranks today,

Seeker of more light

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Letter #96: I NEED HELP.

Dear help,

I’m independent. I don’t ask for you often. I like to know I can do things on my own. I don’t like to be a burden to others. I’m 23, single and living in a town with no immediate family. I need to be able to take care of myself.

Reading the above lines, I kind of sound like I have it all figured out. It seems as though I don’t need anyone else in this life. Reality check: this is about as far from the truth as possible. I’m prideful. Arrogant. Over-confident. Afraid of failure or rejection. These reasons are far more what keeps me from asking for you than any idea that I have my life together. I feel as though I need to carry everything I own myself, pay for anything that is remotely close to being mine, walk through problems with other people rather than ever admitting my own struggles.

The reality is we all need you sometimes. None of us have it all figured out. We’re not all capable of doing every thing that needs to be done. My weaknesses are somebody else’s strengths and vice versa. I can serve somebody one way, then they can turn around and serve someone else or me with one of their talents.

Today, I attempt to lay down a bit of my pride (I have a LONG way to go) and ask for you. Ninety-six days ago I began this blogging endeavor. I didn’t have a clue where it was going to go. I made the official decision Sept. 29th and launched “LettersforLindsay’ on Oct. 1. All I did was create a WordPress account, chose a template and began writing. I kept telling myself I would revamp the blog as time went on. Well, traveling took over my life, and to be completely honest, my knowledge of technological type things is very limited. Therefore, if anyone has read this thing for 96 days, they can attest that it hasn’t changed.

All that being said, I need you. There are people out there who love computers, design, creativity. There are people who can do what takes me five hours in one. Today, I ask these people for you. I need suggestions. Guidance.  A new look. People are requesting to have the ability to “follow the blog’ (this floors and humbles me). I need this feature added. I need to understand more about archives and appropriately creating them. I want a really sweet logo/picture. I NEED YOU.

So today, I ask for you. I can be reached through a comment, Facebook, Twitter or e-mail me at lindsay.rother@gmail.com. Yes, I am looking to improve my blog site, but more importantly, I’m hoping this enhances my character. In the Bible, the book of James says, “God opposes the proud and gives grace to the humble.” Today, I seek God’s grace, humility and refinement of my soul and character, and I start by asking for you.

I need you,

Technologically challenged


Letter #68: Blue Bell, Boyfriends, Blogging

Dear relationships,

No, not talking about dating…yet. Why do I have so many love/hate ones of you? I feel like my life is filled with them. I love how I feel after I’ve gone on a run; I hate the process of making myself start. I love Chili’s chips and salsa and Blue Bell; I hate feeling like I’m going to throw up because I ate too much of them. I love clothes; I hate laundry. I love road trips; I hate getting gas. I love my nephews; I love dropping them off when they’re fussy (oh wait, love/hate…oops). I love being an early riser and getting a great start to my day; I hate rolling out of bed.

You name it, I could probably come up with something I love and hate about it. My greatest strengths are also my greatest weaknesses. I love and hate them all at the same time. Lately, my biggest love/hate one of you has been this daily, letter writing business. First of all, 68 days is the longest one of you I’ve been in since 8th grade…broke up with a Lawton boy to date a boy that lived two hours away. I forgot about him…oh yeah, not talking about you in a dating context!

You are my 68th letter and longest commitment I can remember making. In the midst of writing, I’ve loved you for many reasons; I’ve hated you for just as many. I started this blogging journey with six goals:

  • record my first year of real world
  • track my travels
  • deal with obstacles individually, publicly allow others to benefit
  • allow friends, family, Kamp family and strangers be part of my rookie season
  • build relationships through being personal and REAL
  • most importantly, make people laugh!!!

With the exception of number six, I’ve been pleased with my execution. I couldn’t tell you where I was a week ago: now I can. I can’t remember lessons I learned in October: now I can. My family and friends would be clueless on 75% of my life: now they’re not (assuming anyone reads this!).

However, with every benefit of doing this, there’s a downfall. When it’s 11:47 (or in most cases on the road 2 a.m.) and all I want to do is sleep, I hate you. When I haven’t been proactive with tomorrow’s post content, I hate you. When I have writer’s block and no desire to pen a letter, I hate you. When I’m too prideful to let myself fail in committing to do this, I hate you.

But, you always bring me back around. The benefits somehow always weigh out the junk. A comment will be made, a post will spark a great conversation, I’ll process something I never would have otherwise, or at the very least, I continue to learn consistency and discipline.

Somehow our darkest periods of life end up being our shining moments (hmmm….relation to Christ?!). Me dealing with you in a love/hate situation is obviously small, but I learn the most when I’m at my low. Keep teaching me how to find the good in situations even when I might hate it at the moment…if it weren’t for laundry, we’d never get to try to put cute outfits together!

LOVING and hating you,

Learner from starting a blog