I’m not bragging. It’s a fact. My blogs get a lot of attention. They win awards. I have a lot of incoming links, and a lot of steady traffic. The PageRank of my blog – well, actually, I don’t know. I have no idea and haven’t paid attention for several years. It doesn’t matter.
Most of the stuff that other bloggers worry and fuss over doesn’t matter to me. I don’t look at my blog stats unless I have a good reason. I don’t write to beg for traffic nor attention. Honestly, I just do what I do and people like it. Any search engine page ranking success I’ve had is due to experience and common sense. No games. I hate the games.
I tried to explain this to someone just entering the blog market recently, and they just couldn’t get it. “But you’re THE Lorelle! You’re famous!”
Nope. I’m just me. I’m just you. I’m just like everyone else, I’ve just been doing this longer. So pardon my arrogance for just a moment, but I’ve been there, done that, and now I think I’m paying attention to what’s more important than some numbers and scores.
What matters most to me is helping people.
When people say “thank you” or “I spent hours trying to find the information and I found it here. Great!” – I’m happy. When others write that my blog influenced their decisions, that they now understand better how this works, or that their blogging experience is better because of a small thing I said – my hard work is justified and that’s reward enough for me.
Is your blog about helping someone? About helping one person or many to do something better, accomplish goals, learn something, or answer questions? Is part of your blogging purpose to help?
If you could take it with you when you go, what would you take?
My father thrived on being obstinate. Instead of saying, “You can’t take it with you when you go,” he would say, “I’m taking it with me when I go.” I used to laugh and think that he meant he was going to live life to its fullest before he died. Over the years of watching him die, I realized he meant he was taking everything with him to his death, holding on tightly to money, things, and life itself, so much that he practically strangled it and all of the life out of living. He rarely took chances. He rarely traveled. He did the same things over and over, every day a routine. Break the routine and he’d get angry.
Along my life’s way, I gave the real meaning behind his saying some serious thought and came up with my own analogy. If there is anything I can take with me when I go, it will be memories. Memories of a life lived, people known, enjoyment of the moments as I moved through life.
When you think of the things that mean the most to you, what are they? What are the events and activities that will create your strongest memories. For me, helping others creates stronger memories in my mind than picnics or walks on the beach.
I think it’s important to be a mentor, to be a helper, to be a friend. It’s the small acts of kindness that make the world a better place. Thus, for me, helping people with my blog means more to me than what rank my blogs are in some out-of-touch-with-reality search engine algorithm. Changing a life with a link means more to me than how many clickthroughs my ads get or how much money I turned around on my blogs. Helping a client understand that the web is more than a virtual bulletin board and showing them how to connect with their customers rather than just providing a service – that means more to me than anything else.
And that’s what I’m taking with me from my blogging experience when I go. What are you taking with you when you go?