|A photo a blog reader sent me, of the “hands holding me up in prayer”|
I started this blog over a year ago. I had moved to a new country, and just had my third baby, and I was lonely. I never thought it would be anything much. Just a place to maybe chat with some people and maybe make a few friends, but it turned into much more than that.
After a few months, I re-discovered my love of writing, something I had believed I wasn’t able to do. And over as time went on, as I continued to write, I suddenly began tapping into feelings that I hadn’t allowed myself to feel. A visit down to see family last summer cracked open the dam, and my little mommy blog turned into something different, as I began writing about the big dilemma’s in my life. My background, my depression, my relationships and faith.
And I was blown away by your support and encouragement.
Writing tends to be a sort of free therapy for me. Sometimes nothing makes sense until I sit down and sort it out “on paper”. I write whatever is on my heart, whatever is bursting out of my mind. My writing moods have a life of their own. I will post a series of posts on Atheism and then a series of posts on God. I write a couple parenting posts and then my blog seems to revolve around abuse for a while. I may post every day for a time, and then when life gets crazy, slow down to once a week. I’m grateful that you all put up with me during the down cycles, listening to me ramble about depression or doubts.
So this is a thank you post for all of you.