Today is my 250th post. That isn't a huge number, but it is a lot of writing about happiness, and pain, stress, and nothing much at all. I have met so many amazing people, and have been offered so much encouragement. Some days, it has gotten me through the hours.
I started this writing process as a way to vent. A place to put all my crap, so it didn't take over my whole life. Some days, it is a chore, but most days, I step away from my computer feeling lighter. Feeling stronger.
This peony grew in the front of my home, this past Spring. I watched it every day, and it dazzled me more than I can say. It also offered me hope. I can't explain why, but each morning, I photographed it, and stared at it, and it soothed something in me.
I wish I could give something to everybody that has shared such personal thoughts with me. I simply can't. But if you leave me a comment, I will pick a name out of a hat on Monday morning, and send this 7" print to the person whose name is drawn.
It isn't much, and I so wish it could be more, but this peony really offered me comfort. I know that sounds silly, but it's simple beauty, and what it revealed about itself with each new day was very symbolic for me.
Thank you for visiting my blog, and reading my crazy rants, and offering a pat on the back, and words of understanding. I am in such good company.