Well, friends, our 31 Days series is over… and in just 36 days! I’ll be honest; it is a pleasant surprise that we made it.
And now for something I’ve been wanting to say since, oh, about Day 3:
Many of you have reached out via comments, emails, twitter, paper airplane and the like to say some of these secrets resonated with you or – glory of glories! – maybe even freed you in some small way. That blows my mind. The idea that telling honest stories about my shortcomings and struggles and craziness can make even a few of you feel less alone in yours? I’m so grateful.
But did you know you’ve done the same for me? Exposing one’s soul on the interweb is easier said than done. Each and every comment, share, tweet or quiet thumbs up made me feel less alone, too. You need to know that about your comments. As soon as you nod your head or raise your hand or say “Me too”, the author exhales a little. Or a lot, depending on the day.
It’s no small thing to feel validated in the struggle, to find folks who help you laugh at yourself. It’s a big deal to know there are kindred spirits walking a path parallel to yours, dodging the same potholes and finding hope in unexpected places.
So, thank you. I’m so grateful for the last 31 (plus 5) days with you.
Also? I don’t feel like we’re quite done here. There will be no more posts in the series, at least not now, but I’d like for us to keep up this good thing we’ve got going. I think we have more to say to each other, more common ground to find.
What do you think?