At the beginning, this blog was created to help me sort through my emotions and try to make sense of the shattered pieces of my life. I wrote to get my pain out, and my blog became my most important outlet. Whatever was floating around in my head was filtered through my keyboard and onto this page. I pride myself on the fact that every entry of this blog is 100% accurate and true. If I had the words to say it, I said it here. Even if I didn't have the words, I still tried. I credit this blog as the main contributor to my healing.
I am not one to give myself accolades, but I am very proud of what I have done with my little corner of the internet. Not just with A Letter to My Doctor (which, by the way, has over 175,000 views with the video at just under 10,000), but with every post. Every post I have written is every bit of my true self. I have always wanted to be a writer, and this blog has helped me become one. Of course it isn't the story I wanted to tell, but I have done my best to tell it in the most honest way possible.
My hope is that people reading this blog - whether they've been here since the beginning, or backtracked through once they found me - have been given some sort of insight into what it's like to lose a baby to stillbirth. I hope I have brought comfort to any other loss-mom reading this in knowing she is not alone, that her emotions are valid, and her baby is valued. I hope I have brought awareness to those who need it and educated those in the dark. I hope the stone I threw in three years ago is still creating ripples.
So, I celebrate today. I celebrate the day I refused to go silently into that good night - the day I took the first step towards healing - the day I decided to share this very personal and difficult journey with the world.
Happy Blogiversary to One Pink Balloon. The words are mine. The legacy is hers.