I’m in Atlanta for my first blogging conference this week. I don’t know exactly what to expect but I’m excited to find out.
This particular conference is called Savvy Blogging Summit. It is geared toward marketing, SEO, monetization, affiliate marketing, networking, and social media, all of which I know next to nothing about, so I’m psyched to soak in all of the new information (yes, I’m a nerd).
I will also get to meet a bunch of other bloggers face-to-face, which I’m looking forward to, despite being slightly intimidated because I assume that they will all be well-established and have a solid plan for their blogs while I am a novice who just likes writing stories and most definitely has not yet developed any sort of plan. (Inferiority complex much?)
That doesn’t really matter though. I just love getting the chance to be around a bunch of people who are excited about what they are doing and I’m sure I’ll learn a lot.
The best part about this trip though is that I get to be in Atlanta and see some of my best friends from way back! I lived here from New Year’s Eve 1998 (but I partied like it was 1999-sorry, had to do it) through 2001 and it was a fantastic time in my life.
I had lots of built-in friends from college here and I made so many more when I arrived. Several of my friends were in a band (Day by the River) at University of Miami and they were primarily from Athens. Quite a large crew of band members and friends relocated back to Georgia after graduation and eventually my college roommate and I made a New Year’s resolution that we would join them by the following New Year’s Eve.
It is hard to explain the huge, friendly, crazy family that we all were but that time was kind of magical. All of those people helped shape who I was and who I would become. Incidentally, I have never been surrounded by as many cool, laid-back, fun women as I was when I lived in Atlanta. We lived life to the fullest and never missed a chance to party, and rock, and spread some love. (Can I get a hell yeah?) The world was full of possibilities and we were just getting started.
These days we have all spread out around the country, we’re mostly all parents, and partying for me these days is a tad more tame than it was in the day (like eating frozen yogurt and watching The Bachelorette
lame tame…and I love it!)
But I will forever cherish the irreplaceable memories of the time when I was young and wild (emphasis on wild…I didn’t get the nickname StephRock from going to church too much) and free, and my best friends were all around me. Everyone should be so lucky as to get to spend some formative young adult years in Atlanta.