When you post on a public forum about something personal, something you’re passionate about, there’s always a moment of self-doubt. You wonder if you said the right thing, if you did it for the right reasons, if what you said even matters. It’s a really scary feeling, knowing you put yourself out there without a clue as to how people may react.
And then days like today happen.
I’ve been a barista at a local coffee shop for over a year now; it’s family-owned and immersed in an amazing community. Over the past year, I’ve come to know many regular customers, and have had the pleasure of becoming more than just the person who hands them their coffee.
Lately, I’ve been opening the shop, which means getting to work at 5:30am. As much as this is a huge change for me, it’s been like a breath of fresh air. I mean, what’s better than starting your day with coffee and community? Not only has this change allowed me to form better relationships with many of my coworkers, but it’s given me more time with customers.
This morning, on 2 separate occasions, customers came up to me and expressed their appreciation of my Mother’s Day blog. We’re on a first name basis, I know their spouses, kids, and the names of their dogs, but otherwise we maintain fairly on-the-surface relationships. Yet these people not only read my post, but took the time to talk to me about it. This right here is exactly why I wrote it. Community.
As of right now, 102 people have read Defining Mothers. That number may be small, but the impact on my life has been huge. Honestly, I didn’t write it for myself, I wrote it for YOU. My hope is that those 102 people share it with someone who would benefit from reading it. But for me, the outpouring of support from my friends and my community has been so rewarding.
If sharing my story–the ups & downs, the joy & the pain–benefits anyone at all, then I’ve accomplished what I came here to do. For whatever it’s worth to you, I hope something I’ve said has made an impact.
To all of my amazing supporters who have spoken to me about my post this past week, THANK YOU. I didn’t intend for this to be a healing experience, but your kind words have moved mountains in my heart. Thank you for believing in me, for being proud of me, and for reaffirming what I’m here for. I love you all.
It’s been one hell of a week, my friends. And I’m a better person for it.
Stay tuned; you’re going to be hearing a lot more from me.