One year! One year of putting myself out there and being vulnerable. This idea started with a friend saying I should blog, something I had secretly wanted for a long time but it felt too self-important. So I needed permission....needed someone to say it was a good idea. And I have enjoyed it so much. I have reconnected with my creative side! Remembered how much I love writing poetry. How much I love to write about life. It has been like therapy for me. I've learned things about myself and I have been reintroduced to pieces I thought had fallen away for good.
This blog is still intentionally hard to find. Amanda is my middle name, and I use that because I am not ready yet to be fully open. Baby steps. One day I hope to share this blog with more people, and own it out loud.
This year I have written about my childhood, my body, my friends, my shortcomings. The things I love and the things I want to help change. This year has been unexpected. So much has changed from one year ago to today.
We are in the middle of a pandemic, I am unemployed but looking forward with excitement and hope. I am nervous about sending my girls back to school but I am also grateful for all the time we had together this year. This year has been a mixed bag of gratitude and anxiety.
Thank you to everyone that took the time to read some or all of this blog in its first year. I hope you got something out of it:)
I
am excited to write about this upcoming year. Turns out I have a lot to say!
-Amanda.
