Blogging has become such a huge part of my life and sometimes, I tend to forget why I started. Between the link ups, giveaways, and reviews, the real reason I began lies deeper than most of you know…
I can remember the exact day Zach came home and told me he was deploying in a week. I remember what I did, I remember how I felt, and I remember the fear that ran through my body. I walked across the street to the empty field and just sat down and cried. And cried. And cried.
I was scared out of my mind. We had just found out I was pregnant (although we wouldn’t announce it for a few weeks after he left) and I had no idea how to process any of it.
Writing is what I do; it always has been. I’m not trying to brag or toot my own horn when I say this but writing has always come easy to me. When I sit down with a pen and paper or on the computer, my fingers just start moving and before I know it, I have paragraph after paragraph in front of me.
So that’s what I did; I started a blog. I sat down and just started channeling my feelings and emotions into post after post to keep myself grounded.
To give you a little insight, here’s the post that started it all:
I had no idea where I would go with my blog after that day. Since then, I have switched blog names, domains, and met a ton of awesome ladies with whom I can relate to and develop long lasting friendships with. I’ve watched myself survive a deployment, a hellish pregnancy, and a whole lot of ups and downs over the past two years.
I began blogging for me; I began blogging to document my feelings when I couldn’t vocalize the words. My posts kept my family and friends in the loop, but they also kept Z up-to-date on how I was doing and how our little Bean was progressing.
I’ve archived all of my deployment posts up top, and somedays I go back and read them to remember how far we’ve come. I literally have a journal from the beginning to the end of deployment; the goodbyes, the hellos, the tears, the joy, and the relief when he stepped back on American soil, alive and in one piece.
We experienced close calls, near death experience, pregnancy scares, and daily challenges as I waited for a call to let me know he was alive. Reading my old posts is an out of body experience; I cannot believe we survived what we did, and blogging has truly impacted our lives more than I ever thought it could.
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