Celebrating the 1,000th Post on Social Bridge

Head and Heart
Head and Heart

I realised the other day that the thousandth post here on Social Bridge was looming. I was going to ignore the fact but somehow it feels like a pretty big deal now that it’s here.

When I set up the blog back in 2011, the one thing I wanted was for it to be a place of connection. I had this vision of people meeting on my bridge and taking time to stop, chat and exchange ideas. I’m thrilled to say that I feel this has happened and now there are regulars, who feel like old friends, who stop frequently. It’s also great to see newcomers stepping onto the bridge to take a look around.

This is a place where the subject matter is pretty broad. I wanted to have it that way because there are lots of diverse areas of life which are very close to my heart and I felt a need to bring them together in one place. I know this is a little unorthodox in the blogging world where specialisation tends to dominate. I used to be a rather compartmentalised type of person but I’ve come to crave a sense of integration and love the way in which aspects of life that can seem poles apart can, in fact, bring a lot to each other.

Social Bridge was born at a time just after my parents had died and their influence on it has been huge. When I come here I can’t but feel their presence and the extent to which they gave me a love of writing, social issues, nature, poetry, humour, sport, the sea, photography and a deep love of Ireland, especially my native Co. Waterford but many, many other places too.

Diaries and journals were a part of my life from when I was tiny and I like the idea of incorporating journalling in my blogging. However, this is an open book and I truly appreciate all the entries from those who visit. Comments are every bit as important as the the posts themselves and I’d like to take this opportunity to thank every single person who has taken the time to comment over the years.

A Thousand ‘Thank Yous’ to everyone who has travelled this path with me.

Path of Dreams
Path of Dreams

Author: socialbridge

I am a sociologist and writer from Ireland. I have worked as a social researcher for 30 years and have had a lifelong passion for writing. My main research interests relate to health care and sense of place.

53 thoughts on “Celebrating the 1,000th Post on Social Bridge”

    1. Thanks Robin. You make me think of ‘a woman in every port.’ Blogging certainly facilitates that as well as a man, of course, not to talk about a multiplicity of bridges of all kinds.

  1. This is certainly a milestone to be proud of..congratulations. I must ask you if you ever heard the song “Slievenamon”(Woman Of The Mountain Well) it’s title and words are in a fiction book that I’m reading by Nora Roberts..it just got my interest…”Alone all alone by the wave wash stand,all alone in a crowded hall, The hall is gay, and the waves are grand, but my heart is not here at all. It flies far away, by the night and by the day, to the times and the joys that are gone.”..I enjoy reading her triologies..Many more blogs yet to come for you and all of us…

    1. Hi Joni, many thanks for writing. Yes, Slievenamon is a true Co. Tipperary song and is the Tipperary anthem. The most poignant rendition I ever heard of it was at my mother-in-law’s funeral. She is buried in the shadow of the great mountain and my husband asked a local accordianist to play it at the graveside on what was a cold January day in 2009.
      Normally, we hear it sung at Tipperary hurling and football matches.

  2. Congratulations on your 1,000th blog post, Jean!
    I always look forward to a link to your next post on Twitter.
    Father Dear …, with the writing “Miss you dad x” painted on the rock, brought tears to my eyes. My dad passed away in November 2013 and I still miss him so much it hurts 😦
    Wishing you at least a thousand more Social Bridge posts and for now a wonderful weekend X

    1. Catharina, thanks for your kind words.
      I’m sorry to hear of your father’s death. The post you mention was indeed poignant. The sea has now washed away the writing but it remains in my memory too.

  3. A thousand posts, that’s a wonderful number. I love that you’ve been journaling since you were little; that’s a lovely habit to get into and one that I wish I had. Thank you for your great blog and beautiful photographs.

    1. Hi Letizia, many thanks for writing.
      The journalling was very much a family affair, handed down to us by our mother who was an avid diary keeper all her life. It’s lovely to be able to look back on childhood diaries. They bring much back that would otherwise be lost.

  4. Looking forward to the next thousand posts. I’ll meet you here for the 2000th party. And of course, I’ll be hanging out on the bridge many times in between. Hugs and congrats. You’re a trouper.

  5. Hey Well Done…and congratulations. I love your blog and look forward to starting my day reading and looking at the photos you post. It is fantastic that you have built such a ‘community’ and it feels good to be part of that:):) So big thankyous to you:):)

  6. Perfect. I love your bridge, and stopping to chat on it, or just wave to you, sometimes to sit down for a cup of tea, sometimes to just fly over for a moment, and many times, to ponder and return again and again.

          1. Agreed. I think both of us have ‘free’ blogs. We belong to no particular genre and are free to write as we please. I see others regularly grow out of their niche.
            Here’s to another 1000! 🙂

  7. A thousand posts, how wonderful Jean! I’ve enjoyed each one that I’ve read, and I thank you.
    I love that photo of the path – I can almost smell those leaves…

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