Birthing a Blog

Processing my life outside of my head helps me to clarify my thinking and better get a grip on my "journey" of grief and transition.  (The color of the background may be a bit pastel but  maybe a new background will evolve later.) One of my four sisters suggested a blog to record some of my struggles with impatience with my fluctuating moods and low energy after 10 months living without my husband Ted who died November 20, 2010. A blog might acquaint me with others who are going through a similar transition. At the very least, with myself.

I've never followed a blog or even seen one, so I am finding my way as I go.

Ted and I met on a blind date spring term of my senior year in high school. He was a student at Oregon State. We were married in 1965. In all those years our lives have been intertwined and our thoughts and emotions have been shared as we went along. Now it is bewildering without that "touchstone" so available.   Where do I turn now to reflect who I am and thus feel less "invisible?"

So now I've written my very first "blog." What does blog mean anyway?