It’s been a year since my post To My Husband in this Weird Phase of Life went viral.

And by viral, I mean it has had over 500,000 views on my blog alone, not counting the over 1 million views on other websites that picked it up.  I would love to be able to know exactly how many Facebook shares it has had, but I can only guess that it’s over 300k.  It was the most shared and viewed post on For Every Mom for 2015.

That’s mind-blowing.

I’ve never painted myself as a perfect person.  I make mistakes.  A lot of mistakes.  I’ve never painted my marriage as perfect.  We have to work really really hard for our marriage not to crumble and fall to pieces.  It has not been easy for us.  By no means do I believe I am any sort of expert on marriage, parenting, Christianity, or life in general.  I’m just me, writing words down as I feel them and life as I experience it.

It’s amazing what honesty will do for a person.  In conversation with a colleague one day, I said something to the effect of that I don’t really care what people think about me.  He said, “It’s not that you don’t care.  It’s that you’re comfortable enough with yourself that their opinions don’t change you.”  I don’t know if I had ever thought about it that way.  He was right.  I’m comfortable enough with myself to pour my heart out to the internet struggles about the intimate, scary, ugly details about my life, and to know that whatever you think about me, it won’t really change the way I do things.

And trust me, the trolls have had a time with me.  I’ve been told I was ugly, I must be a horrible wife, we should just get divorced, I should keep things like this private, I’m trash, and much more that I’m sure none of them would say to my face if we ever actually met.  The internet does weird things to people like make them feel entitled to bully people.  I guess it makes them feel better at night that they told the internet stranger what a loser she was because she wrote 1000 words about her marriage.

But it’s water off a duck’s back, really.  I obviously haven’t stopped.  If anything, it makes me realize how much better we would all be if we were just HONEST.  If we didn’t apply instagram filters to our lives or apologized for our messes, and we were simply just human.  Human enough to bare it all and make mistakes and put ourselves out there.

I didn’t do anything earth shattering here.  I only shared, and continue to share, my heart with you.  I made a conscious decision to take the filters off and show you what it’s really like sitting at home on our couch, because I knew you do it, too.  Maybe it made you feel a little more secure in your home because you figured out that it wasn’t weird or bad at all.  It was only…real.

And because of this, all these visitors to the one post clicked around others.  Posts like Jesus Didn’t Die for Your Dark Roast, and Finding Identity in Christ, and Raising a Kind Child.  Not only did they read about this weird little moment in my life with my husband, but they read about Jesus.

If you’re not reading about Jesus, then my blog is nothing more than another one of those mommy blogs that goes viral for a minute, and then it’s gone.  I don’t want that.  I want you to read about Jesus, and what He has done, and is still doing, for me and my family.  That may cost me readers, or get me called trash, but that’s what I want more than anything – you to see Jesus.

So, thank you.  Thank you for being weird with me.  Thank you for sharing, for commiserating, for loving, and for encouraging me to continue to be bold in what I say.  I feel like this blog is one little way I can make a difference to people I would never reach otherwise, and you are making it possible.

Never be scared to share.  I wouldn’t put it on the internet if I didn’t want you to read it.  I didn’t just write for myself.  I write for you, too.

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Love to you all!