Tonight, I am grateful for this blog.
Sometimes, after I’ve written a post, I reread an old blog post or several. The other day, I read about something my son said as a toddler that made me spit out my beverage with laughter – something I never would have remembered if I hadn’t written it down.
All that time with babies and toddlers and pregnancy – I am deeply thankful that I wrote down so much of it, because it is honestly pretty blurry in my memory. I love being reminded of the funny aspects of those times – as well as the hard parts (which were also sometimes funny, but more so in retrospect).
It was therapeutic to write about those experiences at the time, but now it has become something else, just as precious. It is a fully-realized indulgence of my deep sense of nostalgia. I can feel okay about the fact that my memory seems to only get worse – because it’s all in the archives!
When I started blogging, I don’t think I had any idea I’d still be truckin’ more than a decade later. Though I guess I could have pictured it, since I don’t like to give anything up. But I know for sure that I owe much of this longevity to you, lovely Di-hards, because you kept me accountable. (Especially you, Skye. ;D) You got me through a lot by being here, and I’m very grateful for you. Thank you for your readership, your comments, your caring. It really means a lot.