One Hundred

During Debbie’s battle with breast cancer I kept people informed about what was happening via a Caring Bridge site (www.CaringBridge.org/visit/DebbieHillarKane). After Debbie had passed away and I had stopped posting someone commented that they would be happy to read if I wanted to post further updates or memories. So, I decided to start this blog.
 
The reason I bring this up is because this will be my 100th posting including both Caring Bridge and this blog. I thought I would share some of my reflections about writing these posts.
 
When I started this blog I made a commitment to post something every week on Tuesday. I’m proud of myself that I’ve mostly kept that up. Working with a deadline has given me a whole new appreciation for journalists and their work. Day in and day out I get my newspaper with articles, columns, opinions and analysis with high-quality writing.  
 
I decided early on that this blog would not be a political blog. That was the right decision for what I’ve been trying to do with this blog. I have been tempted at times. So, I’m going to take this opportunity to make a quick political comment. When you see how badly thing are working in Washington with the generation that is the first generation that was raised with TV in power, it makes you realize why pediatricians recommend no TV for young children. There, that helps to have gotten that off my chest. I’m not sure I’ll be able to last another 100 posts, but it will hopefully cover me for a while.
 
I do better when I’m writing if I can write something, let it sit for a while and then come back to it. So I apologize for the quality of some of my posts which were written in haste late in the night on Tuesdays.
 
I’ve enjoyed writing tremendously and feel that I’ve had some personal growth through doing this. But, I would trade all that in a heartbeat if Debbie hadn’t gotten breast cancer. It’s a little over three years since she’s been gone. The grief gets less intense and more spread out over time, but it never goes away entirely. Sunday, I found something of hers in the back of a desk drawer and it hit me. I just had to stop what I was doing. My love for Debbie didn’t die with her, it’s still here.
 
One of my favorite things with this blog is the support and positive encouragement I have received from people who have read it. Thank you to all my readers I am so grateful to have you as a part of my life.
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