This One-Year Old Thanks You...

So I'm sitting here at my computer going through old posts when I decided to go back to the first post I ever wrote.  That post was a year ago - June 19, 2010.  


What???


I made a year yesterday?  Well, it certainly looks like I did.  I missed my own Blogaversary by a day.   Tells you what constantly running after 3 kiddos will do to one's brain.  At least, to my brain anyway.


I don't have any snazzy contests or giveaways planned.  I wouldn't even know how to begin to plan them (yet) and my brain is a bit fried to do a week long celebration of my one year in the blogging world (yes, I lack stamina).   I admire the bloggers who do these things when their blogaversaries come around.  One day, I'll have it together.  




What I do have to give away is a HUGE THANK YOU to those of you who have taken the time to read my words over the year from how much I adore my NYC Subway art to the defining memories of my childhood, to adjusting to life outside of the city, to how blogging sometimes feels like high school.   Not to mention the fiction and memoir writing I've been sprinkling in here and there along with the pouring out of my heart's deepest feelings, a lot of which I couldn't have done without the amazing prompting of The Red Dress Club, MamaKat's Pretty Much World Famous Writer's Workshop, and Shell's Pour Your Heart Out meme.  


I've appreciated all your thoughts, comments and feedback.   I notice each and every one of you who has stopped by and left a comment as well as those of you out there who read me, though you don't comment. 


I appreciate the virtual friends I've made over the year.  It's been great to be a part of an online community of people with whom I can share with, relate to, and support as I get each in return.  


You don't know how much it tickles my heart when I hear actual friends and acquaintances mention how they read my blog often or to overhear conversations of friends talking to their friends about my blog.  


I had a friend recently encourage me in front of a group of people who knew me (and not my blog) to continue writing and sharing my stories on this blog because the stories touch people.  I was floored to hear him say that.  It's what I want to do most of all with my writing -- touch people.   For this blogger/writer who wonders if anyone out there is reading her words - it was a jolt to my heart.  




It is now the spark that will keep me sharing and writing my best words from my heart.  Words that hopefully will appeal, touch, commiserate and make you laugh.  Somehow, maybe I'll enrich you as a lot of you have enriched me over this past year since I've started this blog.  


SO....THANK YOU from the top and bottom of my heart....for your love, support and honesty.  


Thanks to my Mom, who suggested I start this blog in the first place (though I don't think she reads it that much anymore). 


Mucho thanks to my Designer hubby and our three Butterscotch Babies for allowing me to steal time away from them to concentrate on this "baby".  I couldn't have done it without their patience.  They put up with me.  Even in the moment, I'm shoving pieces of bagel at the 15 month old to buy more time on the computer as I write this. 


And thanks again to all of YOU.   YOU keep me going.   Truly.


And this Bronx girl's heart is warmed.