For the Idon'tknowhowmanieth time, I find myself sitting at my computer, ready to write an apology for not having written in a while. I started this blog one year ago today, and I am now forced to think about what that year has entailed. I think about what I wanted for this blog: what I wanted to bring to it, what effect I wanted it to have, how I wanted it to make a difference ... and I see how infrequently I've written lately. I am disappointed at what I've put out (or more accurately, what I haven't), and I'm saddened by all the things that I've allowed to get in my way.
My original reason for starting this site was to inspire. I wanted to show that even though life can be rough at times, we are strong enough to get through it. I wanted to continually find the positive moments to help us smile through the pain, or make us laugh to keep us from crying. Unfortunately, life seems to have gotten in the way, and I haven't been able to do that anywhere near as much as I wanted to.
But I'm not done yet.
