this is not a drill * this is my 1000th post * this is not a drill

for one thousand posts,

I've been telling you like it is for me. Over the last thousand posts, I've created an entire universe that did not exist before, a Flux Capacitor, and then vacuum sucked you all into it. yay me! ( tip top London Tipton ) and i'm so glad i did. when i started i was anxious, insecure and totally lost. Then i remembered- wait a minute! Writing is the one thing i've never waited around for someone else to show me how to do. Writing is the thing i taught myself. Writing is my enduring love. and so i just busted loose writing. Balls to the wall. I wrote an ode to the year that included portraits of my three- at the time- children for which I am grateful to have, to remember. I started all my regular posts: 'Crush On' series, image decor posts, random lists, Scenes From a Marriage and 101 Ways To Smile. I talked about the really bad, no good horrible days. On cold December days Mr. Curry and I mused over what we might name a daughter, if we were so lucky to have another. I reflected on a picture of myself at three years old. I've given advice. I've shared the agonizing experience of our miscarriage at 13 weeks. I shared my entire pregnancy with Ever with you all, to the final exciting days before she was born, where things were written on my stomach. I did photo posts on our children. Mr. Curry shared updates when Ever was hospitalized with RSV, and wrote me a secret totally sweet birthday love letter as a post.

I've formed online friendships that have completely enriched and improved my life, seen the most amazing and beautiful photos and artwork, read incredible writing and powerful daily memoirs by women and mothers, read through the backlogs of a blog to find the person had died, met sick children, met sick adults, been attacked verbally, been supported, been emailed, linked, thrown a virtual baby shower and given and receieved support. I am so grateful for the blogging community and so glad to be a part of it with my little time machine.

Love

Maggie May
Flux