A Decade in the Waiting
Ten years. An entire decade of silence on this page. Ten years of life happening at a pace I could barely tolerate, of experiences tucked away in my mind, in notebooks, in my iPhone notes, in memory. I haven’t written here (or anywhere, for that matter) in so long that I almost forgot the way it feels. But life has brought me to a precipice of self-discovery yet again, and yet again I am driven to write. After ten years, I guess I missed the quiet intimacy of depositing disorganized, fractured thoughts onto a page, letting them breathe, letting them linger. I suppose a cursory "life update" is due. What have I been up to in my decade of blog silence? Well...I went to college. Started grad school. Got married, got pregnant a few times, lost my babies and marriage. Last November, I received a life-altering diagnosis in which I learned I will never be able to carry my own biological children. Apparently I was born with a rare birth defect, which caused my uterus, kidneys, bladde...
