Two years ago today marks my inaugural Standing in the Shadows post; I went back to find it for you (here). Happy blog-o-versary to me!
I so had no idea what I was getting myself into two years ago. I’ve spent way more time on this blog than I imagined I would, the writing of essays and posts and the figuring out of images and self-promotion, the connections to a whole cadre of blogging pals (go check out my blogroll), and circuitously getting to do things like I’m doing today (I’m a witness at a giant community cloth diaper change, for Earth Day) and also raising monies for the National Network of Abortion Funds (as a virtual bowler-slash-blogger, both this year and last and I’m not so far from my goal, so if you want to support access to abortion, join my “team” by donating).
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I wish I had some real sum-it-all up thing to say. But I really don’t. This is one of those weeks that’s kind of zooming by and feeling slow-as-molasses all at once. The little one’s illness (Rotovirus, more aptly called puke bug) required a lot of literal holding of miserable child. Life’s ups and downs—(a homework assignment for the second grader that wasn’t “good enough” conveniently providing fodder for a meltdown the morning of the puppet show for the sixth grade pen pals) and a trip-turned-movie-and-dinner and such—kept me on my compassionate parenting toes. We even went on a family road trip to Jamaica Plain to see the adorable nephew, with timing that let us help his laid up mama (my sis). Waking up this morning to a wee bit of… snow?
I mean, being right in the thick of it, that’s what blogging captures best. It’s elliptical, rather than conclusive. That’s why it suits me.
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The really most important thing to say this morning: Thank you. Readers—those who comment, those who don’t, those who pass something I wrote onward—I am really appreciative to you all.
