What I Did On My Summer Vacation
Dear Readers,
I have had a crazy, wonderful summer. I received (and rejected) my first marriage proposal, helped plan a wedding, developed a social life, visited the church I ran away from two years ago, got intimately involved with a memoir, and moved out of my parents' dining room into an apartment of my own. My blogging hiatus lasted longer than I had planned, but it has given me some time to think about what I want from this journal. I have had some astounding, challenging conversations this summer, and one of the themes that emerged from those was this: I am good at getting to know people. I'm good at it because I want to be known myself, but here's the thing: I am terrible at letting people in, at being known. I can deflect like an Olympic goalie. This year, I want to change that, and I want this blog to be part of that. Writing is the skill I am most sure of in myself. It's the best tool in my toolbox, and I feel safest about the scary prospect of becoming known when I have the security of my gift for the written word in hand.
I'll be seeing you here again soon.
Kat
I have had a crazy, wonderful summer. I received (and rejected) my first marriage proposal, helped plan a wedding, developed a social life, visited the church I ran away from two years ago, got intimately involved with a memoir, and moved out of my parents' dining room into an apartment of my own. My blogging hiatus lasted longer than I had planned, but it has given me some time to think about what I want from this journal. I have had some astounding, challenging conversations this summer, and one of the themes that emerged from those was this: I am good at getting to know people. I'm good at it because I want to be known myself, but here's the thing: I am terrible at letting people in, at being known. I can deflect like an Olympic goalie. This year, I want to change that, and I want this blog to be part of that. Writing is the skill I am most sure of in myself. It's the best tool in my toolbox, and I feel safest about the scary prospect of becoming known when I have the security of my gift for the written word in hand.
I'll be seeing you here again soon.
Kat