So important that I well…..technically it was Saturday. But whatever, I forgot. I had too much going on this weekend. Ha.

I made it two years. Without quitting. Or quitting and shutting down for good as someone so nicely reminded me yesterday. (I’d of quit like five times over, but I have a best friend clause, which prevents me from shutting down without written consent…anyway, it’s pretty convenient. That whole think it over for two days first thing is a good idea.) Truly though? I adore that each and every single day that I have best friends who will tell it to me like it is. Who will say things like, “you mean, not quit permanently.” Because she was right. Because she and my other best friends won’t let me get away with living in my own little world. They make me be real, with them, with myself.

Best friends who will send me an email after my post yesterday that basically says, in the nicest way possible, you need to suck it up and make him CIO. And? She too is right. As always.

Best friends that I wouldn’t have without this space. Had I not re-started a blog one morning two years ago, I wouldn’t know them. I wouldn’t know any of you. That? I just can’t imagine.

I never thought I’d meet the most amazing people in the world, through my words here, but I have.

In two years, I have done a lot. More than I even knew possible when I started writing here that day.

I’ve had a baby.

I lost a pregnancy.

I’ve written things that I wish I could take back. I’ve written things that make me weep, because it’s just so real. I’ve written things that threatened to sink me. I’ve written things that make me smile.

I’ve been to a blogging conference. In a few weeks, I’ll be attending my second one.

I spoke at a keynote in front of 1,000 people, something I never would have thought possible.

I’ve gone on vacations just to meet people I met through this blog. Haven’t met a single ax murderer yet.

I’ve sat at lunches and dinners with people I didn’t know two years ago and not wanted the meal to end. Meals one on one, meals in large groups. Mostly filled with more laughter than I knew possible. Occasionally some tears. But mostly, laughter.

You all have supported me through everything. Through things that I can’t imagine I could have made it through two years ago. Through depression, heartache, divorce. You all have been there, listening and I love you for it. From the bottom of my heart, I love you for it. Here, I made you all some cupcakes. No worries, there are enough to go around.

382 posts. 5,449 comments. Words. So many words. More friends than I could count.

Two years.