It’s funny how things evolve.
At first I thought this blog was about keeping a memory log for our family of our experiences and adventures together. And it has been so crucial in weaving these threads.
Now, as I look back, I see it has been a vehicle for healing, for vulnerability, for processing hurts and disappointment.
It has brought me closer to my friends and allowed me to see my weaknesses and learn not to flinch. My fingers itch to write now and I love pressing ‘publish’ as the closure in that chapter of self-analysis.
This is my life…messy, chaotic, beautiful, exhausting and so, so meaningful…