Welcome

If you've followed me from LibrarianLee, I'd like to thank you very much. After all those early comments I made, about not fragmenting myself into work blog, family blog, craft blog, I find that I am doing just that.

Several days ago, I ran into several blogs from mothers worried about children, especially teens. Reading those experiences propelled me into my own history; some very dark days and into the memory of some very fine, all-is-right-with-the-world days. I felt urged, almost compelled to share those stories. I felt like kind of urging that I have always imagined to come from another place - or, just the places hidden deeply inside of me which need to be heard. And so, obedient to the urge, I began writing. I cannot tell you, despite the sometimes overwhelming sobs which consumed me during that writing process, how absolutely liberating was the experience. I felt a healing begin. And, I know the worst of it is not over - the sobs will consume me again, but also I hope, so will the joys of my story.

Even though I felt the warmth and peace of healing begun, I did not like some of the emails which I started to receive. I didn't really think that "anyone" read my blog. "Anyone" meaning, lots of strangers. Strangers it appears who in kindness were alarmed and worried for me, or other strangers who made some judgments and felt that maybe the "Five-good-things", cheery, Dollie making Lee wasn't totally real and who felt deceived. Then, there were those who did not appreciate my language, others who questioned me sharing such intimate, personal detail.

And so I've decided that those stories need their own place. They are not separate from Dollie making, kind of knitter, crafter, librarian Lee. They just need their own room. And I'm glad you've come by.

I won't post here as frequently as I post on LibrarianLee....it's harder work, it's emotional, it's peeling away and sometimes it stings. Making dollies and "stuff", talking about cooking and librarianing are all parts of the healing too; and much easier to write - I feel almost normal when I do those things, happy, like maybe I've managed to come through (which I hesitate to say because I know that I might have to "go back in" any minute) with some semblance of talent, personality and just plain old fun life.

So, I'll begin the process of moving my story posts over to this blog, and at some point soon, I'll continue with the story, I'll continue being obedient to the urge I felt, and still feel, to journey back. I hope you'll stick around and continue to witness the process. Thank you.