Personal writing in the public eye requires thoughtful wording, courage in your convictions, and a willingness to take some knocks along the way, even from people you’ve never met before. For me it’s not about self-affirmation or to show people just how wonderfully exciting my life is (that would definitely not be the case). I consider my blog to be my personal journal. It’s a way to document my life so that I can look back through the years and remember what I’ve accomplished. It’s also a way to improve my rather mediocre writing skills in the hopes of someday knocking out a book or two. Moreover, it’s a way for me to deeply connect with others in an age that values the most superficial forms of communication. I enjoy sharing my thoughts, feelings, and on rare occasions even wisdom. Over the past year I’ve been lucky enough to meet many new friends through my blog. And nothing can compare to that feeling when my beloved “old” friends tell me how much my writing has meant to them. Sometimes we can feel so isolated but hopefully my words can provide comfort. You’re not alone. There is a reason I can’t keep a long-term commitment to a tangible journal. I need to be held accountable to someone other than piddly ole’ me. And my fear of coming off as a total ass to potentially anyone and everyone in the world forces me to clarify my emotions, values, and beliefs surrounding whatever I choose to write about. In summary, writing is my therapy. And I thank you so much for taking a seat on the couch with me. It’s been a great year but the best is yet to come!