On starting a blog

I jumped into the world of blogging headfirst last week with an incredibly personal, vulnerable post, and I have been totally overwhelmed by the response to it. I received so many more supportive comments and messages than I imagined possible. I wrote that post because I needed to and not for approval, but the affirmation from everyone meant a lot to me. So thank you, from the bottom of my heart.

Starting a blog is something I’ve wanted to do for a long time. I briefly blogged on Myspace several years ago, which I enjoyed, but I don’t really count it. I think there were probably about five people who read what I wrote. Since then I’ve thought about starting a real blog often. I’ve even started to compose many posts in my head, and I started to set up this site a year and a half ago. So why haven’t I written anything before now? I could give you lots of excuses, but mostly I think it was fear.

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On remembering my mom

I was sitting around a bonfire a few weeks ago with friends when the topic of cancer came up. I quickly glanced around the circle, and I realized that no one knew my story and how cancer had affected my family, even though I considered a few people in the circle my good friends. The conversation continued for a few minutes, with one person commenting on how much more prevalent cancer is today, and another stating that his roommate had lost his mother a few months ago.

And I just kept silent and stared at the fire.

I should have said something. I should have spoken up and shared some of my story. I wanted to.  I lost my mom two years ago… I thought the words and opened my mouth to speak them, but no sound came out. It turns out not talking about her is a hard habit to break…

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