It was two years ago today that I started this site.
I wasn’t totally sure at the time how it was all going to work. I didn’t know if it was something I could actually do. I used to be afraid to share my art and my writing with other people. I was a perfectionist who could only see flaws.
But I looked at my sketch of Brigid every single day. Two years ago, it was still just nine months since she had died. And in those nine months, that sketch had brought me such comfort. I just loved having it.
So I had this idea that I would make this space for writing and figure out how to create sketches for other people, too. I remember the excitement I had in setting it up, posting this poem that I had found about a butterfly, because it reminded me of our little winged ones, and then sort of just leaving it here as I figured out how it would work. And talked myself into actually doing this. In a public place where anyone could see. (There may have been some nail biting involved.) It took a long time to make a second post.
And here I am.
I’m pretty sure I’m going to be doing this for a while. I’m so thankful that, out of the loss of my daughters, comes this place where I get to do something that I love and that has so much meaning.
Thanks for sharing these two years with me.
Also, I think I just found an excuse to eat cake today.