What an amazing nine months it’s been since I began writing here on in these small moments.
Nine months, 178 posts, and 327 gallons of blood, sweat, and tears.
I sat down to write a top ten posts list and quickly realized that I couldn’t do it. I have too many that are close to my heart. I sensed that a top 178 list wouldn’t fly, so I’m presenting you with my top 20. A fair compromise, no?
Please view this list as you would a menu at a restaurant. Read the descriptions and choose what looks good to you. You wouldn’t order the whole menu, so please read only what looks interesting.
In April, I was still trying to find my voice, but I am especially proud of If I’m Being Completely Honest, a post that was difficult to write, as I bared a part of myself that felt broken.
In May, I sat down and immersed myself in memory; Memories of a Childhood and Home was what came out of it. Reading this one truly takes me back to a happy place.
Later in May, Katie turned three and I wrote And Just Like That, She Turned Three, a birthday letter to tell her how amazing she is.
June was a month of tremendous sadness and reflection. Craig’s mother passed away that month and as we struggled as we waited by her bedside, I wrote So Much to Say, a piece that I’m still so proud of.
I wrote about my struggles with accepting the fact that we were having a boy when pregnant with Matthew, in Gender Disappointment, Unanswered Prayers, and Getting Lost.
I also posted what I believe are the only photos of me on this entire blog in the post Feeling Nostalgic … Remembering our Dream Wedding and Honeymoon.
In July, I spent some time thinking about my father’s murder. Does Google Make You Real? explored the role of the internet on my reality.
In August, I apparently had a ton to say.
As Katie’s last speech therapy with her therapist, Lyndsey, was approaching, I wrote The Gift of Voice, a piece about our journey and my tremendous gratitude.
Later that month, Craig and I celebrated our anniversary and I wrote An Anniversary Letter of Love, piece that sheds light on just how remarkable he is.
When Katie and I butted heads a bit, I wrote Tender as a Whisper, a piece documenting the push and pull of our relationship.
I wrote the super short Traces of Sugar as I felt Matthew’s babyhood slipping through my fingers.
In September, I was all sorts of helpful with Ten Things You Might Be Tempted To Do If You Lose Internet Access.
I wrote The Way That You See Me, a letter to Katie that still chokes me up when I read it. The words are every bit as emotional today as they were on the day that I wrote them.
I also wrote And I love That About Her, a letter of gratitude to the very first commenter on this blog, a person who has believed in me from the very start, and who has since come to play a huge role in my life.
October began with yet another letter, An Afternoon on the Lawn Swing with My Father.
I also had entirely too much fun with a piece called Pooh Gone Wrong, a post told through tweets. So much fun!
November was spent knee-deep in NaNoWriMo and memories of my childhood. I wrote Waiting for Headlights for my brother and all of the forgotten children who are abandoned by a parent.
I bared my soul in Never Far from the Door, a piece where I talk about my anxiety and just how crippling it has been for me at times. It was a tough post to publish, but I am so happy I did, as I gained strength from learning that I wasn’t alone.
In December I wrote Immediate and Tremendous, the story of my grandfather’s death.
Whether you read one post or twenty, I thank you for being here.
Thank you for taking moments out of your days to visit me and get to know me through my words. I can’t thank you enough for your presence in my life.
Happy New Year!