It’s late but I wanted to do a quick thank you. All of my friends are posting daily thank you’s on facebook which is awesome but really today there is one major thing I am thankful for. I am thankful to all of you. I had a rough October but November has started out great. Thank you to all of you for reading no matter my mood or topic. I know there are readers who follow religiously but haven’t made a comment in years (Becca and Suzanna I know you read!). I am so grateful. I hope you know that.
Thank you for reading when I inspire you. Thank you for reading when I tick you off a little bit. Thank you for reading when I bore you. Thank you for reading when I make you laugh. Aside from friends and faith, it is the best thing in my life. Thank you especially to the people who read regularly not just when I do something bold.
Thank you to fellow bloggers who inspire me with their posts especially Samantha Ferraro, Forest Hartman, Christine Plouvier, Abbey Kidd, Tracy Christensen Emily at Blogging Runner for giving me so much support. Some of you I have met. Rest of you if you ever come to Utah dinner is on me. (there are so many but they have been so supportive).
I sound like I’m dieing or something or winning an Oscar but I really am grateful. I told my siblings that all I really wanted for Christmas was for them to comment on my blog every week or so. I’m partly kidding but it really does mean a lot to me when people read. I am also grateful to my sisters Meg and Anna for being the standout family readers by far and away. Thanks!
I suppose it means a lot to any writer when people actually read what they write (go figure I know) and I’m no different. It feels like you have a legacy and people might remember you for something. Who doesn’t want that?
I’m grateful to my swim friends, trainers, writing group, twitter friends, cousins, coworkers, voice teachers, fellow parishioners…I could go on. I really am just grateful.
What brought this all on is I was talking with a friend in the stake presidency who has taken my letter on the midsingles situation and shown it to area leadership and asked a question on the topic to two apostles. It meant a lot to me to be taken seriously and to feel like just maybe I did something good with my words.
Maybe nothing will come of it. Maybe it will just make a few of the people who commented feel understood but that’s good enough for me.
Hey, it made me feel understood and isn’t that why I started this whole thing?
In my first post on my preblog I said “First, I am never going to be happy living my life for other people’s expectations. Second, I need to take more comfort from the love of those that care for me instead of being devastated by the criticism of those that don’t. Third, I have to be my own advocate.
Why is it that I seem to believe in other people more than I believe in myself?Honestly, I think I am my toughest critic. I am starting to accept that I am not proving anything to anyone by the way I live my life. I have to believe that those that come into contact with me, including my employers, are lucky to know me. That I am valuable just for being me” (pretty good advice. I should listen to myself sometimes).
That was written in 2007 and the blog has certainly proven that last statement to be true 1,000 times. I am valuable for just being me and writing.