I'm not sure what the turning point was. Or if there was a switch that flipped. Or if there was just a magical moment when everything aligned as it should.
But whatever happened, I finally made some friends. Even someone who understands picking out baby coffins.
I've had play dates, and have stayed out late partying, and dinners, and running partners. I realize how much I've missed friends who were near enough to text and gather later that same evening.
And it's directly related to my need for blogging. I do believe I'll keep this up, and keep it available for people to view my grief art, and I'd still like to participate in the "Right Where I Am" project each year. But I don't know that I'll have a weekly, or even monthly post. If you want to keep up with me more often, I'm on most every social media option available...so drop me a line if you want to find me.
I can't delete this blog. It's been too important to me. It's still important to me. It represents a part of me, and a community that was so vitally necessary to my survival. So I'll be around. Sending love to you all.