These past few weeks, I’ve been thinking a lot about what this blog is. When people ask me what my blog is about, I tell them it’s about my ‘writing journey’, whatever that means. It seems to quiet people, so I leave it be.
I don’t think it’s that.
In truth, I don’t know what it is. I do know that this virtual space is mine. That I go to it, to write. And that’s about all I know.
When I was a teenager, I wanted to draw a picture of how I was feeling because the image was so strong, so real. I couldn’t draw it the way I wanted to. I still can’t. But the image has stayed with me.
I wanted to draw a picture of two people. One person with a head flipped open, like the lid of a can. And the other holding their hands out.
It was not just about sharing thoughts. It was as if to say: Please. Take this. Keep this for me.
In some ways, I think this blog is an extension of that feeling. I need others to keep these stories and thoughts for me.
So, thank you. Thank you for holding on to all this, whatever this is. I hope to do the same for you, if you need it.