My husband recently sent me a URL to an Internet blog that I swear was written JUST for me. In the 2+ years since my mom has passed, it has been hard to get back into my days of blogging. By “hard,” I don’t mean difficult to find the time. I mean physically painful to peck away at keys to form words, sentences, and stories. I try, and I want to…. But it seems to be impossible to act upon the desire. It has been hard to me to articulate that difficulty, despite the fact that I knew the reasons in my head. You see, during my years of blogging, I did so for two reasons. First and foremost, I like to write. Blogging about my small children was a fun creative outlet for me and a way that I could memorialize our events. In putting them on our blog, they were instantly categorized and locked away for future reference. My blogs were also a way of communicating with my person in this world, my mom. With each story I shared, I could picture my mom zoned in on her computer screen. I could imagine her facial expressions as she read my words, and often knew her well enough to know what her comments and thoughts would be to the things I wrote.
To the creator of this blog post, thank you. To my husband for randomly running across the post and sending it my way, thank you. To the day off of work I was given because of the Polar Vortex we are experiencing in our region, which allowed me time to actually click on the link that my husband sent me and read the words, thank you. Or perhaps I should be thanking my mom….. For she continues to send me signs and messages, telling me how to proceed forward in life despite my grief and sadness.
Please click here to read “The Intrinsic Value of Blogging.” My perspective allows me to fully understand the writer’s thoughts and agree completely!