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One-Year Anniversary

So October 12 is the one-year anniversary of my blog.
Yay!

Congratulations Balloon Bouquet

So far, I have 10 followers, 306 published posts, and 4325+ all-time number of views on this blog.

WHO ME?
uh oh, someone got caught! @lindseybr2012 @marthabrooks


This world of blogging has been good for me.  It has connected me with other writers who encourage, challenge, and inspire me.  It gives me an outlet - a way to share my writing with the world and get feedback.  It also prods me forward: thinking that there are people out there waiting to read snippets or that I must put extra effort into my work to make something worthy of their expectations.

Painter: Andre Kohn - http://www.andrekohn.com
Oil Painting by Andre Kohn
via Pinterest

So I would like to take this one-year anniversary as an opportunity to thank:
     all of the bloggers whose blogs I follow,
     everyone who has read my blog,
     and each person who left me a comment on this blog.
You make me a better writer, and I thank you.

Feel free to like, comment or repin my stuff:) it would be appreciated . ill follow u on instagram.com/rockstarking
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  1. JoyOctober 12, 2014 at 5:45 AM

    Oh, happy 1st blog-anniversary to your lovely blog, Esther! This is so exciting. It has been such a joy getting to know you on your blog online :), and what you share on Bound and Freed is truly lovely. Keep blogging and writing, friend! 'Tis a blessing :)

    Lots of love,
    Joy

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  2. Esther Brooksmith (wisdomcreates)October 12, 2014 at 5:32 PM

    Thank you, Joy! I so appreciate you!
    Love,
    Esther

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