So here it is. My own tiny piece of the internet. A place to practice this life, through writing. So here I am. Finally working up the nerve to put together a post, more than a year after buying the domain. It’s a tad terrifying to see my name displayed so boldly across the address bar at the top of my screen. I thought about choosing a different name for my blog, one that I could hide behind a little more easily. But this is my spot. This is me. Showing up. Just to practice.
Because I think it is the practicing that’s important. Words are powerful for me. Words have anchored me through hard times. Kept me rooted and strong, or at least, strong enough. A gratitude practice that saved the spirit of a struggling stay-at-home mom. The word “fierce” that carried me through my battle with breast cancer. And just this summer, the phrase “take up your bed” to remind me that the battle is over and it’s time to leave the sickness and fear behind, to walk forward toward new things. So that’s what I’m doing here. It’s a practice. It doesn’t have to be perfect. It’s just time to start.