I’ve been sharing a hodgepodge of stuff here on whatifitdid.com for over five years now — and I have always been amazed at the number of readers/subscribers and the various geographical locations that these visitors originate. While I sometimes post about business/marketing, this is not a business blog… there are far too many of those already. And while I share photography info, it’s only a hobby and you could read blogs written by real photographers if that’s what you were looking for. I’m a Nana and a dog owner and often talk about those things and share photos — but that doesn’t make me any different than a bajillion other people. Yes, I’m from a small town and talk about that too… but what I share is hardly interesting.
I guess I’m sitting around thinking about what direction to go with whatifitdid.com. And no evaluation is complete without review — and upon looking at stats, I laughed out loud at the two most read posts in whatifitdid.com’s history: one about how cremation jewelry creeps me out and the other about dead dogs not going to heaven. Like THAT information helps!
(Or at least until I change my mind.)
And with that, I want to share a link to a beautifully written story by Betsy Blankenbaker. What an inspiring message of love…
And for just a little background — I met Betsy the first time in Las Vegas at Nathan Adelson Hospice when she first arrived to be with my sister-in-law and her best friend, Sheri. She flew in and she stayed… she stayed until the end. So take a moment to read Betsy’s inspiring Christmas story. Betsy isn’t content to just sit in her slice of the world and dream. She makes things happen.