a little anniversary crept by yesterday, so quietly i almost didn't realize it.
i've been writing "so much shouting, so much laughter" for two years.
when i started, i didn't know a thing about blogging. i didn't even read any blogs, except for an occasionally updated one by a former pastor.
i didn't know anything about html or widgets or seach engine optimization. (not that i know much about that now.)
i just knew that i needed to write.
one night, i came home from a weekend away, and started a blog. just like that. if i had to do it all over again, i probably would have imagined a shorter title, but i'm not changing it now. it's a line from an ani difranco song.
i had a baby who wasn't quite three months old. i needed a place where i was a mom, but not only a mom.
because i was still so many other things.
i wanted a place where i could articulate my passions and wrestle through life and faith. and i wanted to share about my family with loved ones who are too far away.
this place began as a journal of this moment in time. Lord knows i was never going to scrapbook;)
a felicitous and unforeseen benefit of blogging has been connecting with other women: misty, michelle, penny, dorothy, tami, kelly, kelli, jenney, becky, heather, and more than i'm sure i'm forgetting.
if you had told me two years ago that blogging would create relationships with strangers in other parts of the country and across the world, i would have told you that was insane.
what kind of creeper becomes "friends" with people online?
um, apparently me, and i'm grateful for the connections, especially during a season of life that can be achingly isolating.
being home all day with tiny people is lonely. and wonderful. but lonely, nonetheless.
this space has made the distance seem narrower.
thank you, friends, for journeying along this pilgrim's way these past two years. i'm so grateful for your company.
"He will yet fill your mouth with laughter and your lips with shouts of joy." (Job 8:21)