The first blog post I ever wrote was about my struggle with infertility, a struggle that continues today. Since that first blog post over six years ago so much has happened, and not only do I still have to deal with infertility, but I also struggle with other health problems.
This blog and all of my wonderful readers have seen me through all of it. You've been there during my darkest hour when I had my mental breakdown and the world caved in on me. You were there when I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia, something that I actually give you - my readers - credit for since everyone was invested in my health and offered much needed support and advice. You've been there to hold me up each and every heart breaking Mother's Day, and you've all pitched in every June to help me honor my own mother, in spreading the word about drinking and driving. You were there to hold my hand as I unsilenced myself about my past and sexual abuse. And you have all been there as I've learned to love myself more.
But it hasn't all been hard and dark. There have been great moments of light and triumph. Because of blogging (and other bloggers) I have learned to be furiously happy. I have learned that it's okay to write things that are probably offensive. It's okay to believe in magic. With you all watching, I've lost thirty pounds. I have learned that awkward is beautiful and that I should never give up.
My readers have been with me for six years. I've celebrated birthdays and anniversaries with you. Shared my family (dead and living) with you. I've created friendships that will last a lifetime.
Blogging has taught me so much about myself.
And opening up my heart and life in such an honest and raw way has taught me to live in the moment. Accept bad days and move on, because there is so much beauty in the world.
I hope to be blogging for at least 1000 more posts.
It may have not been 1000 years, but that doesn't make it any less amazing.
Thank you for sharing the great moments of my life with me for the past six years.