The blog started off as a way for me to talk about being engaged and getting married, and being slightly apprehensive of that whole situation. Lots of bellyaching about my husband and his family.
Then we got a dog. We bought a home. We had a kid. We've been on trips and in marital counseling. It's a full, messy, happy life.
But over the years, my desire to share has sometimes been intrusive. My husband has asked that I not share certain things online, and he's right. Some of our lives need to stay here, within the four walls of our home, without spectators. Not just bad stuff, but real stuff, funny stuff, stuff that makes us stronger together because it is us as a unit.
So what's left? And why?
I never set out to become a popular blogger. It was never my dream to build an audience, or show off how clever or elegant a writer I am. I've never been truly anonymous. I wanted to type things out and I chose to do so in this format rather than a journal hidden in a drawer. Almost eight years of my life this way. (Good grief. That's almost a quarter of it. Right here online.)
Which is all well and good, but: what's left? and why?
I don't know the answers. I'm taking that as a sign that it's time to stop.
I'm going to leave this up for a little while as I try to determine if I want to pull it all into a Blurb book. Maybe I'll erase the whole thing and start over. Wouldn't that be nice?
2 comments:
You don't know me, but I have been a long-time reader of your blog. I think we have lived parallel lives -- I struggled with the decision to marry . . .then had a child within a month of you having yours. All through it, I wondered how in the world I was going to do it (though 19 months later we had a second child . . . but we are still figuring that out, too). I have so appreciated everything you have shared here. I feel like I have grown as a writer and a person by what you have said. You are bright, funny and thought-provoking and it is so rare that I find somebody like that, so thank you.
I guess that's about it. It just didn't seem right for me to have taken so much without giving back. You are so honest about who you are and so many of your thoughts are on par with my own . . . I felt less alone and have appreciated being able to see what you've had to say.
Sorry that this is anonymous, but every time I have tried to post comments for people I get booted out and this is the only way I know how to post. Thank you again and good luck!
Thank you for your kind sentiment. The reassurance that we are not alone in our struggles is one of the best bits of the internet.
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