Last week was a monumental week in blogging for me.
So many wonderful posts were linked up.
This letter that was written to my unborn child made me cry.
This letter to me sending me good birthing juju made me want to reach into my screen and hug Sarah.
All the virtual gifts on various Pinterest boards made me want to go out and shop.
At my first baby shower in 2009 I left my little party, arms loaded with gifts, and a token appreciation for the dozen or so friends who took time out on a Saturday to eat cake with me.
This virtual online baby shower? Left me with my heart full of love and appreciation, my eyes full of tears of joy, my mind full of these people who have never met me, make the effort they did to make these last couple of weeks of waiting, such a wondrous time for me.
For lil’ ol’ me, whom they’ve never met.
Reading through all the posts, I commented with blubbering joy at all the gorgeous things people wrote, at all the beautiful baby pictures and motherhood quotes they shared. It was truly the best baby shower a woman could ask for.
So THANK YOU – to Ado, Stasha, Erica and everyone who linked up.
Then, I wrote this post about blogging and why I do it, and loved all the responses, and the conversation it generated.
Through that post, I received a message from this wonderful writer who told me that my writing had improved so much, it was delicious. I squeed.
I sat back and wondered how I could ever tell these people how much I appreciate them. How I just want to run out, buy a plane ticket (or three) and travel to their respective countries/ states/ cities to hug them in person, kiss them on the cheek (except Tracy, I might smooch you on the mouth. You too, Kim.) and say to them, eye to eye (or in some cases, eye to boob, I am only 5’3″), “Thank you. Thank you for being my friend. Thank you for taking the time to read my blog. Thank you for taking the time to get to know me. Thank you for being you. Thank you for letting me be me and still love me.”
I expect restraining orders after that, but it’d be worth it.
So this is why I blog. Because if I didn’t have this little space on the Internet, if I didn’t write post after post, week after week, if I didn’t go out and read brilliant piece after brilliant piece – I truly believe my life would not be what it is today.
Filled to the brim with friendships and connections. Full of joy, love and laughter.
I feel fat with contentment (yes, being nearly 39 weeks pregnant has something to do with it). I don’t think I could ever not write. I don’t think I could ever not blog in some fashion. I don’t think I’m willing to leave this world where I’ve found some truly good people.
And so I say again, THANK YOU. One and all.
I did say I might vlog this thank you post, but I write better than I talk, so no vlog. Yet. When the Scrumplet is here, maybe he’ll make an appearance on video. Maybe. So I leave you with a photo instead.