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Small Things To Do with Dad, To Celebrate Him and You

Debora Manusama

Life as an adult is just so busy and crazy. And you might not get to see  your loved ones as often as you'd like. Here are some things that I like to do with my dad whenever we get together, once in a couple of years. 

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What My Recent Blog Stats Has Taught Me

Debora Manusama-Sinaga


I put this throwback photo up as this post's cover just to show you how it all started. In early 2014, I decided to start blogging about motherhood and my journey of moving to the U.S. with my family. I didn't really think about making money from it or having a huge following, although I've always thought that it would be nice to get recognized somehow.

I mostly wrote about life lessons I had learned from everyday moments as a young mom and wife, about 4 to 8 times a month. Nothing crazy or ambitious, and back then, I only had about 500 followers on instagram. I didn't post everyday on social media. And! I took ALL of my photos only with my iPhone 4s.

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Remember this photo? Taken on my anniversary morning,with an iPhone. And J was a little over 1 year old. I remember shocked seeing '200 likes' on my instagram page for the first time lol.

Fast forward to today, I have over 11k followers on instagram, I get invitations to local lifestyle events, tons of partnership with different brands, photographers taking my photos, a fancy camera for me to take photos on my own, a new computer and softwares to edit everything from photos to videos (oh yeah, I have a youtube channel) - I mean, it's safe to say that my blogging life has been upgraded to a new level of influence, or so I thought.


According to the statistics though, that isn't the case here. My readership has actually dropped almost 4 times since last year!

But what happened? I didn't even try last year. I didn't even post that often on instagram last year. I didn't even get invited to fancy events last year. Nobody in Dallas even knew me last year! I was a regular stay-at-home mom last year!

Wait, is that why?


Have I grown apart from my original purpose of blogging which was to inspire young mothers and women?

This statistic has proven this powerful statement right here :

Having popularity is not the same as having influence. 

I was touching so many lives last year without even trying! Now, I'm making money yes, I'm not gonna lie to you. But I feel like I do not affect as many people as I did last year, personally. How is that possible? I really don't know.

But I know this : I can breathe now.

I can focus on my family now and not neglect them over my editing and blogging.

I don't have to worry about partnerships and getting invitations to events.

I can just breathe. And be.

And I can to go back to sharing my heart out, without getting too personal (you know my style, I do not treat my blog or social media as my diary, I treat it as an outlet for me to share the lessons I've learned. So I won't give away personal details that are not necessary on the internet lol).

Because at the end of the day, this broken world craves for hope, love, and light. And if I could shine just a little, I could make an impact in someone's life.


For those of you who have stuck with me throughout the changes, thank you :) I'm learning to balance it all. I'm not gonna stop doing business of course, but I will definitely pour out my heart more. Thanks again, I am grateful for y'all!

*cover photo by Shakti Siddarta, Bishop Art photo by Megan Weaver