It's rather like The Big Birthday. I've anticipated the One Hundredth Posting for some months, but mostly in the wee hours of the night when I am not at my computer to speculate when exactly that date will occur. So, I was taken quite by surprise today when I realized that this very post will be that special one. Spontaneous serendipity. A lovely surprise. And a grand adventure.
Henry David Thoreau, always one for finding meaning in meaning, "moved" to Walden Pond on July 4th. It was his own Independence Day. As 2008 comes to a close, it's a good time to look back and The 100th Posting is a good place to reflect on The Family Curator.
What began as an online research journal has become a forum for new ideas and a place to connect with like-minded family historians. Certainly I have learned more from these blogging connections than I ever did muddling around on my own; and not only about family history and genealogy.
I have been prodded toward organizing my files and piles; I have stretched the creative limits of file naming; I have tried a Carnival performance or two; I have "talked" with bloggers on all sorts of subjects; I have cajoled reluctant new readers to blog-world; and I have rediscovered my own writing.
Our stories go round and round building communities of "cousins" both by blood and by byte. I know that most of us will never meet face-to-face, but I do feel that if we were to find each other at some event we could easily continue a conversation begun days earlier in cyberspace. Thank you for your readership and your comments. I look forward to the next hundred postings. . . at The Family Curator and at your blog as well.