Here's a little bit of deep morning honesty.
I created an Instagram account 4ish years ago with the intention of sharing little moments of my life.
I didn't have a clever business plan or a catchy handle or a strategy to rake in followers...it was just me. Hello, Internet 👋🏻.
Then shortly after Keith and I got married, one of our photos was selected from the Real Weddings section of The Knot to be shared on their Instagram. One of their requirements was that the photo come from a public account. I wanted to make sure my photographer got that exposure, so I clicked Make Account Public.
Then I think some people started following us because they thought Keith was cute 👀.
Then I learned how to use hashtags (🎉) and this little Samsung camera that Keith's parents gave me for Christmas...which is still what I use today, by the way.
Then a couple photos of Bucket and Dags were shared here and there...then we got our van and a lot of folks seemed to think that was cool. Then REI shared a photo of ours and before I knew it, we had over 10,000 followers.
Then it took on a life of its own.
It was suddenly message inboxes filled to capacity and too many notifications to count and speaking events and appearance requests and ambassador programs and film projects and photoshoots and meet-ups.
For the sake of honesty...there are times where I feel as though I've tripped backwards and stumbled onto a spotlit stage in front of a crowd of people clapping as if I've accomplished some great feat. But the very word "instafamous" actually makes me want to crawl out of my skin.
Because this was an accident.
You see, the smaller I set out to make my life...the bigger it became.
I struggle with that sometimes.
But then I come read your comments...I read that something I said gave you courage...or made you want to try something new...or made you realize you weren't alone...
You know, people say that they can't believe how many of these comments I respond to. And I think to myself...well...of course I do.
I mean, that's the whole point, isn't it?
That's what makes it worth something.
That's what makes it real.
If I've accomplished anything...it's through you.