It’s not you, it’s me. I promised myself when Ali left us that I would keep her alive in this blog for a full year. At least one post a week, which I successfully did, plus some. There were many many weeks where I just didn’t feel like writing. I was overwhelmed with life and work and the last thing I needed to be doing was sitting down and stirring up my emotion. But I did and it wasn’t easy. Each time I forced myself to, I could hear her saying, “Why are you pressuring yourself like this? You know how I was always on your case that you worked way too much and never enjoyed life? Well this blog has become too much work for you. Just stop. It’s ok.” Her speaking or my inner voice, dunno. But it was right. The fun was taken out of it for me. I have 2 other blogs to post on multiple times a week. If you are a blogger than you know what’s involved. Material. Write. Rewrite. Images. It’s a lot. It’s definitely not that I don’t have material, because each day I have so many thoughts I could put into words. But that whole writing thing…it’s uhhh…not my strong suit. I write how I talk which makes an easy read, but I wasn’t an journalism major for a reason.

So as if you couldn’t tell by my absence…I’m taking an indefinitely long break. I will still post important stuff, no worries. I just admitted to myself over the stress of the anniversary and holidays that it’s just too much on my shoulders. And that’s that.

I know all you lovelies out there will continue to speak Ali’s name daily. She will never be forgotten. Thanks for that. :-*

Love, Melanie.

This pic seems appropriate since it’s cold as shiz out there today. GAH.