For me, the phrase “it takes a village” has a very different meaning. Because I live a lot of my life online, my village is the internet. And I love my village.
There are a lot of people who would say it’s crazy to share so much of your deepest self online using your real name. Probably the vast majority of people. But this is who I am, an oversharer by nature and occasionally by trade. I find shouting into the void awfully unfulfilling, so I shout into the internet instead. Happily, the internet likes to shout back.
Last summer I suffered through some really tough stuff and I decided to keep it quiet. It was terrible.
This summer I suffered through some even tougher stuff and I was done with quiet. I spoke my mind. And it’s been a million times easier.
I’ve also had the kind of support that I never could have expected.
You, my friends, have visited my site and read my posts. You’ve left comments and sent emails.
You’ve talked to me and let me vent.
You’ve babysat my kids.
You’ve passed down clothes.
You’ve sent gifts.
You’ve gone so above and beyond.
I want to send you all hand-written thank-you notes. But given the way I’m managing my life lately this probably isn’t going to happen. Or at least, not soon. So for now, all of you, just accept my very very thankful-est thanks.
You’ll have to bear with me for a while because I’m not sure how this whole working-while-single-parenting thing is going to go. I’m pretty new to them separately and putting them together is an awfully big hurdle. Plus I tend to be the kind of person who lets myself ease into such things. I give myself a lot of leeway. I let myself go really slow. I basically lead as basic a life as possible until I get my bearings.
Some day I’ll be up at night writing for you in the morning. But for now I’m mostly going to bed before 9 because I’m just done for the day and that’s that and it’s okay.
For now I know you and I know how wonderful you all are and I know that this is enough for you because you are so wonderful.