I don't really have a timeline in mind for how I want to do this project. I know that I want the stories of my life to be here and not sitting in my head. I struggle with knowing exactly how much I want to share. I have only been doing this for a week and have had such wonderful encouragement so far. I did get a message from one friend making fun of how mushy I have gotten in my old age, but Erica is a punk, so I expect that from her. (Love you E.)
I have been writing in journals or diaries for a very long time. This is nothing like that. It is public. It is vulnerable. It is scary. I have been through some things during my thirty something years on this earth. One thing that I have learned from those experiences is that sharing them with others is not only therapeutic for me, but it also has the chance of helping someone that has also gone through a similar situation. Keeping it in my own head only makes me crazy. I even went crazy at one point. We refer to that as my "coo coo for cocoa puffs" time.. (That's another story for a different day.)
I don't think this will be in chronological order. Maybe just whatever is on my heart on that particular day is what I will write about. I really want to get on paper (screen) the story of my sweet baby girl. My miracle.
She gets her own post though, so I'll just publish this one and start working on her story.
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