It’s so hard to believe it has been five years that Stiletto Storytime has been a part of my life. It’s been with me through so very much. It’s a testament to many things about me. It’s an outpouring of my love for the written word, an outlet for supporting authors, book bloggers and the act of reading in itself and as I have found in this past year especially; it’s a way to hold on to a piece of who I am in this crazy world when life tries its hardest to get the best of you.
I don’t often get too personal at Stiletto Storytime. Most the time I keep it simply about the books and that’s always seemed appropriate to me but I would like to share something on this momentous occasion as I reach the milestone of five years in this crazy book blogging world. You see Stiletto Storytime almost didn’t turn five. As many of you may have noticed there has been a definite decrease in posting in this last year. It’s something I apologize for and that truly bothers me as I consider my blog to be a very important responsibility and a pleasure because of the wonderful readers that I call my own. However there are other things in life that trump a blog in the big picture and chiefly among those is my family.
I never really sat down and considered why I read. For me it’s always been as natural as eating and sleeping. It’s just something I was born to do. However in the past year reading has taken on a whole new meaning for me…it has become a way to find answers to the most important of issues, to reach decisions based on facts and at times a way to escape the world when I feel I have simply been handed way too much. You see in this past year my beautiful son who many of you have watched grow through Little Man Reads has been diagnosed with autism. This past year has been not only a struggle but absolutely the hardest I have faced in my entire life. At times reading and posting on this blog has not only been hard because of time restraints and his need of me but also in some ways it felt pointless. What did it all count for when my little man was so desperately in need of me? What did it mean when my world was coming crashing down on me as the most important thing in the world to me was in jeopardy? Why did I even bother?
The answer: it meant my identity. It meant a way to stay connected to who I am as a person and in that way to be a better mother to my son. Stiletto Storytime has been my outlet to the outside world at times. My friends and book buddies have been a support system and a cheerleading team. And reading…my dear old friend has given me the information and the power to know how to help my son and give him the best possible outlook for his future which I know deep in my heart is certainly bright. So this year I thank my blog, my readers and all my dear bookish friends for always being there. It’s because of you that I am celebrating five years here at Stiletto Storytime. And it’s because of you that I have hope for many more. On that note Happy Blogoversary Stiletto Storytime and as always…Happy Reading to All!