Bloggy dear, I just got you a piping hot, burgundy coloured new laptop. You know I love things with a little pizzazz and spice, so off we go to three years down the lane.

I am enjoying the journey with you my dear blog-o-mine. It’s just six months that we started interacting with each other, though we shall pretend that’s it’s been three years and sometimes, I wonder why this tête à tête didn’t start a wee bit earlier. No matter. It’s all good.

Dear diary was a bit worried that you would steal her show, but she understands that you both are good for my soul and that your individual roles in my life is well defined. Diary has been my very best friend way back, when this lady was itty-bitty, but you have come to mean so much to me as well.

You have helped define my writing culture, made so many fantastic friends for me, taught me so much, all in all making you a very worthwhile and profitable venture.

When we started this journey, you and I, I wasn’t quite sure that we both knew what direction we were headed or if anyone would even bother with us, but you have managed to surprise me so much that you have become a big treat for me.

You kept so much momentum and got yourself acquainted to a whole lot of interesting fine gentry out there.

We have had fun visiting all manners of nooks and crannies, even the dodgy paths and you have taken me along this wonderful enriching voyage to unexpected arenas.

The rate at which you churned out posts, I thought that you should be sputtering dry by now, but girl, you are like a steam kettle with bells and whistles and you astonish me at times with your thoughts.

Blog-o-mine, you have almost taken a life of your own, all by yourself and I am astounded as I watch you evolve and blossom into an enriching hub.

It’s been an honour working with you and sometimes I wish that I could take a peek in a crystal ball and see what your dimensions would be like in another three years to come, but since I am denied such supernatural abilities, I shall just have to wait and see what the years with you have to offer, don’t I?

So, let me buckle up and enjoy the ebb and flow of the ride with you.

By the way, did I remember to mention to you that you are such an awesome blog-some blog-o-mine.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

The Daily Post prompt ebb and flow.

Our blogs morph over time, as interests shift and life happens. Write a post for your blog — but three years in the future.