Well, not actually *my* birthday. RtB is one years old.
On 22 February 2008, I started what has become a true labor of love. That phrase is overused, I know, but it’s totally fitting. I’ve told friends that writing the blog post every day is like taking a shower or making the coffee or brushing teeth: I just do it as part of the daily routine. I think it’s made me a better writer; I know it’s made me a smarter person.
Best part, though? My RtB fiends — both those who post and those who don’t. You keep it interesting and fun.
Will I post every day from now on? I don’t know. Probably. This began in my brain as a one-year project, to see if I could generate any worthwhile discourse (that has happened in spades) and meet any cool people. On that score, I have reconnected with some old friends, and made several new ones. I’ve connected with my students on a level that is very different from what we have at school. All that makes the whole thing worth it.
On a global scale, my 190-some hits every day make RtB quite the small player. But I don’t mind. In a world where size seems to always matter, I’ll take the quality any day.
Three cheers for RtB fiends. I hope you’ll keep visiting; It’s not like I’m going anywhere.
RF, hearting you all.