I have so many thoughts, issues, and experiences I want to write about. For starters, what are the reasons I write on this blog that I know is public and open to anyone and everyone? Why should I expose my feelings to the wide open internet abyss?
- I started this blog as a practical way of letting friends and family know how Pat was doing in the hospital. This eliminated the need to call a long list of people every day to update them on his status.
- I wanted Pat to be able to read about everything that happened when he woke up from his coma.
- The news of Pat’s accident spread like wildfire, and I soon realized that his life had affected many more people than I had even realized. The comments to this blog came pouring in, and I found them to be uplifting to me. The outpouring of support buoyed me while I faced such difficult times. After Pat died, the support was my lifeline.
- I found that my writing on this site was quite therapeutic to me.
- I don’t want Pat’s memory to EVER die.
- It’s a way for me to mourn yet feel productive.
- I feel indebted to this community who has been there for me through the hardest time of my life. I don’t want to lose this connectedness. The love and kindness my family has received feels like a gift Pat left for me.
- I have things I want to say. Bicycle Safety. Drunken Driving. Restorative Justice. Grief. I could never have imagined the many layers and dimensions to grief. I read about death in the newspaper every day, pause, and continue. Grief is so removed from general society, so personal. Should it always be that way?
- Maybe my dreams will come true and he will come back and want to read about what happened while he was gone.