Today has been a very, shall we say dramatic day for me.
But, I suddenly remembered, today is my little place in the interweb’s third anniversary. And that is special. And I smiled and decided to put a hold on the things that are weighing on me right now –perhaps more on all that later– and acknowledge this small but oddly powerful niche in this young, bold medium.
This soapbox I built for myself, out of pixels and humming server, has not just been a place to vent and to feel that my voice had a meaning beyond my own head; it’s also been an opportunity to discover who I am and what I can (and cannot) do.
It’s also been an opportunity to live beyond the four walls that surround me, and meet people whose acquaintance I never thought I’d make.
Three years ago it was a Monday. I didn’t know I was pregnant. I was in Hawaii and filled with aimlessness. I wanted a blog and I was going to get it. So I did.
Three years since, I could not be happier I did. Here’s to at least three more years.
I’m going to go get me some champagne in its honor and down the whole bottle, if need be.
Thank you for reading, those of you who do. Please, watch this space.