Eamonn from Flowers Made Easy has a lovely competition running for bloggers today. Write a post about your mother, link back to him at http://blog.flowersmadeeasy.ie/eamonn/ and you’re in with the chance to win a lovely bunch of flowers delivered to you mum on Mother’s Day. So here’s my entry:
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Most people who read this post will know my mum well even though they have never met her in person.
Several of them will visit her blog more often than mine.
Last night we wondered if she was the oldest blogger in Ireland, but we weren’t sure…
My mother is know in the online world as Grannymar. It was a nickname she acquired as a young adult, as she is one of those people who is always there for you - as a shoulder to cry on, with some good advice, with a needle and thread to stitch up that rip, whatever you needed.
When I forced persuaded her to start blogging and podcasting two years ago she was quite reluctant. “Who would want to read or listen to what I have to say?” was heard several times. Again, as I’ve done a few times in the past (mobile phone, broadband, firefox) I pushed her through this time, as I knew that once she started, she would soon find a use for this activity in her life as well.
Two years later and nearly 700 posts, I think she’s come around to the idea!
Her audience is diverse, in age, location and demographic - but they are all attracted by one thing - the honest stories of a woman, be they sad, funny or containing a lesson that makes you stop and think. And they come back regularly, with many posts generating whole conversations in the comments as people add to the information on offer.
To say that I’m proud of her would be an understatement. She as tackled activities that would scare most 30-year-olds over the last few years - installing her own broadband, podcasting, learning new systems - and has even taught me a few new tricks. Yet I think that my proudest moment was just a few days ago when she was confirmed as a finalist for both the “Best Blog” and “Best Personal Blog” categories at the Irish Blog Awards.
You see, it’s all well and good when I tell her that she’s great - but I’m only her daughter - but now that other people have said it, maybe she’ll believe them!
