September 10, 2011
Ten years. Of growing up gracefully, but with the scars to prove that it has not been easy. Of laughter and adventure. Of tears and frustration. Accomplishments that now seem mundane; victories that are laughably small, defeats that were mere speed bumps. An incredible life lived and captured here in changing style and prose for ten years. So earlier this year I had made all sorts of plans for commemorating ten years of this blog. I promised rants and stories and revisits of posts. However, life got in the way, as usual, and I really didn't follow through with those plans. Whatever. It's my blog. But I had to write today, just for a minute. I won't post tomorrow. I don't think I'm going to do an "obligatory 9/11 post" any more. It's been ten years. We all need to move on. What a crazy summer it's been. Sorority stuff. Rock the Bells 2011. Met a new boy. An earthquake. Hurricane Irene (with Maria potentially on the way). New job