Wrapping it up
I have been blogging for 15 years. Last week I spent some time going through the blog and I realised I was searching for myself. It felt akin to going back to a journal in order to make sense of a season I had gone through. While I was specifically looking for articles related to the figure of my mother and reflections related to my childhood, I realised that this blog has been a form of witnessing. I have witnsessed myself and I have let others witness me. Sadly I have never been quite able to figure out the comments setting (hence there are these rogue messages I have never been able to delete or regulate) which means I don't have enough data to get a real sense of who 'my people' were as such. For many years I imagined I have a handful of people, mostly my friends, who read this blog. When I posted the link on Facebook I had a sense that people were reading and people would leave comments on my facebook feed or tag me when they posted anything I had written. And 15 years...
