Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Here is my little Olivia, sleeping, yet again at 9:00am. I'm hoping she soon discovers that getting up at 5am is overrated. Very.
I've been thinking, yet again, about blogging, and about the aspect of while posting, it makes me feel vulnerable. I find myself worrying that I may write too much, too little. I worry that some lose interest in reading. I worry if I'm sharing too much of myself. What if I am? It that a smart choice?
And while I was becoming more and more concerned about those of you that read my blog, I stopped myself, reigned myself in, and realized that really..... it's not about the me and you, is it? This is one place where I get to take FULL credit. This is my safe haven to share, where I should throw caution to the wind, and purge with out fear of offending or boring or misunderstanding. This is my safe place to continue on the road to healing, which I fully intend to do.... with a little less worry of the "you and me" and a little more worry about my soul and my recovery. I've been so touched to have you with me, and if you still want to, let's carry on... together.