You see, this space was originally designed as a refuge. A refuge from the craziness that was my life.
I built its walls strong and sturdy to protect me. I used a soft floor that could keep me comfortable and I filled the room with blankets and hot coffee for warmth. I installed a big open window that I could look out upon so I wasn't completely hiding from the outside world but I made sure I kept it locked so nothing could creep in that could ruin the good I had made.
I designed a safe house. My blog. It was good.
Overtime though, I heard a few knocks upon the sturdy walls I had built. I saw faces at my window that looked warm and inviting. These faces smiled at me and sent me notes that they understood and 'got' me, that I didn't have to be afraid.
So after some time and courage, I built a door in my safe house. I built a door I could open to those I trusted. Some of these people were strangers, most actually, but they were kind and they were filled with love and understanding. They didn't frighten me, they didn't make me feel alone. They made me feel safe.
I realised my safe house's purpose was changing. I realised this space I created was destined for something more. It was slowly transforming into a home, where I could invite others to stay, where I could form relationships and connections that are stronger than I ever experienced in my real life outside this space.
I realised this blog was opening up so many new doors that I hadn't even thought about building.
It was good and it will only get better.
So thank you to all who knocked on my door. Thank you to all of you who have been so kind. Thank you for being patient and being brave and being a continual comfort to me each and every day.
My doors will always be open to you
N.B I have over 500 unread blog posts to go through on Bloglovin.That's a little insane.
Give me time. I'll get there.