love letter to bloggers

I want to publicly acknowledge the women who blog daily and put themselves out on the page, laying themselves raw and bare for readers, readers like me.

I first blogged because I wanted a way to tell my friends back home about my life as it happened, not edited in letters or phone conversations but as it unfolded. All the minutiae of my thoughts, actions and feelings on the screen for people to read. My early blogs were like journals: today I did this, this really annoyed me, etc. I moved my blog to this Wordpress space when I received webspace for Christmas but I didn't start blogging in earnest until December of 2005. I wrote a lot about graduate school, about my classes, my projects. I jotted down ideas in-between classes. I wrote mostly for myself, as an archive. And though I knew my friends were reading me occasionally, it never occurred to me that others would.

When I started blogging, I was unsure of what I was getting into and along the way I've watched my blog grow as I grew and I've been able to be part of conversations that I never imagined were possible. Blogs were a big part of my graduate career and dissertation. But more than that, they've been a lifeline, a light in the dark, the whisper that tells me I'm not alone, that other women feel what I feel. Reading blogs by women who are smart and funny and who worry and love and have passions and share all of the mess and chaos with other women encourages me on a daily basis. I feel inspired, motivated to make a difference in my own life but also in others around me.

I would like to thank all of you who blog, who spend time reading, linking, commenting and participating in one another's lives, dreams and goals. I am constantly blown away by the things you all write and I feel honored to be let into your lives, even if it's only a post at a time. You are my teachers and confidantes, my guides and sounding boards.

Thank you for letting us in. Thank you for being brave enough to say what you need to say, what needs to be said. Thank you for taking time away from your families to write, for ignoring the voices that tell you that there a million "better" things you could be doing. Because I am here to tell you how deeply your words, advice and encouragement have touched me.

I tell my students that to be a good writer, you have to be a good reader. You have made me a good reader with your honesty and perceptions. It is a wonderful and priceless gift and I thank each and every one of you for offering it so generously.