Wow, it's been a long time since I thought about blogging. As you can see, I'm not a very good writer. I'm not terribly original or creative. I'm not very motivated and it takes me a long time to feel comfortable enough to actually publish my thoughts on the blog. Seriously, you wouldn't believe how many half finished posts I have sitting in my drafts folder. Perhaps it's because I only feel the need to put my thoughts in writing when I'm at a crossroads in life? Perhaps it's because I'm already blogging regularly on a site about my daughter (that no one really reads anyway). I don't know, I'm probably thinking way too hard about this.
I find that I get very emotional this time of the year, so that's likely related to this resurgence of the need to write things down. During this month last year, I sat with a dear friend in her son's PICU room watching him slip away from us and eventually earn his wings. During this week three years ago, I sat in a PICU room with my own daughter watching her struggle to recover from multiple brain surgeries that we hoped would save her life.
/sigh, just more of my silly ramblings.
A note to those who read my blog:
I'm one of those people who just can't think well on my feet. I spend hours replaying moments that I wish I'd have handled differently. This is my outlet for things I wished I'd handled differently and things I just can't say out loud.
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