I launched this blog ten years ago this month. Since December 2010, it’s been a wild ride, packed with ups and downs.
I’ve divorced an abusive husband. I’ve performed again as a dancer. I’ve been assaulted—and assaulted again. I’ve graduated with my master’s degree in education. I’ve been felled by chronic illness so hard that I had to spend a year with a specialist learning how to walk and turn my head. I’ve been through therapy, multiple times now. I’ve married the incredible Josh Hornbeck. I had a year there where I couldn’t read at all. And now this year, even as chronic migraine worsens, I’m about to reach my goal of reading 25 books. And I’ve taken the first steps toward PTSD treatment.
It’s been quite the journey. And you’ve been here with me. Thank you.
You guys are the absolute best, and I’m so grateful for each one of you. You are community, colleagues, and healers all rolled into one.
Writers don’t write just to write. We don’t write because we like being alone. We write to be read. So thank you for the gift of your time and your thoughtfulness. You’ve touched my lives, and you’ve invited me into yours.
It’s been an honor to read your own journeys, to follow your own adventures. Thank you for your poetry, your compassion, your words, your generosity, and your wisdom. This solitary venture of recording our lives doesn’t feel so solitary at all with you around.
Looking ahead to the next ten years, I wish nothing but the best for all of us. May we follow our joy. May we trust in what matters to us most. And may we always find support and community waiting just when we need it most.
So here’s to another ten years. Cheers!