Back in college, in 2004 when blogging was hardly even a thing yet, I was here. Blogging before blogging meant anything to anyone. You can look in the archives for my past writings, but it was much more like a journal in the past. When we started fundraising, I messed around with the idea of launching something new for this new phase of our journey but actually hated that idea. I am a sum of all of my life and so much of it is here already. So I'm keeping it here. At least for now.

My main focus these days is blogging about our newest journey into the bizarre and wonderful world of gestational surrogacy. Posts dated 2013 and forward will trend heavily toward that journey. I don't promise everything I write will be about though. There might be other things that sneak in occasionally.

Please come along our journey with us. As the saying goes, "The more, the merrier!"

Sunday, September 18, 2005

Letters for a Soldier

I'm writing letters to a soldier. And it wasn't my idea really. So whatBold if I want out? Is it a contract? I never signed anything - but I did give him my word. And I promised him my support. And I like to write letters. And I might have had the idea. . . if I knew he were going before I did. But it wasn't my idea and that's the whole point I want to make.

Odd as it may seem, even before the letters began, we were connected through writing. Though I'll still tell anyone it wasn't any good, he'd probably tell the same people different. But I didn't hardly know him them, so why should I write him letters? What was the tug on my heart to stay in touch? To connect to this soldier who held onto my eyes for a moment? Coincidence? Says me if I'm being stupid. Or when I'm trying to avoid something I know to be true. I didn't even know him then; not quite in the way I know him know now. But I knew he needed at least a letter. And then there was the matter of the question that has yet to be asked. And it is that question that yet begs that keeps me writing letters for this soldier.

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