I've struggled with this blog for a very long time now. Why what was once a safe haven now feels like a distant stranger? The answer, I think, is simple, as they almost always are, these archived words, they're no longer who I am. They're not mine anymore.
I've always tried to make it clear that Emma Bug was really never for Emma, it was always mine and for those of you who know me, who have read these pages, you know it saved me. Infertility, paper chasing, drama, waiting and waiting and waiting and waiting. Adjustment, career-changes, illness...all here. Every gory, beautiful, insane word and world, right here.
But this blog is no longer mine, it hasn't been in quiet a while. It belongs to a Stephanie who only seems like a distant memory now. Ya'll were right, motherhood changes everything.
So this will be my last post on this journal, it's time to print its pages and tuck it away for reading some day in the future. After all, there's a hell of a story here.
On to a new story...