A Note of Gratitude on Thanksgiving

Dear friends,

About three and a half years ago, I started this blog because I missed writing. 

And because I felt that the internet was not properly addressing our needs for posts about animals in buckets.

Since starting this blog I've moved three times, ended a long term, live-in relationship, added eight more countries to my passport, turned 30 and quit my teaching job.  These days, when I tell people I'm a professional blogger, most people say "Is that a thing?"  Or "I want to do that! How do you do that?"

To which I say: "I'm as amazed as you are.  I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop."  Because here's the thing about getting to do what you love: it's incredibly humbling.  Who am I to live my childhood dream of traveling and writing?  Why am I lucky enough to do what I want every day?*

At the risk of making you upchuck your turkey dinner, I owe all of this dream fulfillment to you guys.  So thank you for forwarding that thing I wrote to your friend.  Thanks for buying my ebooks.  Thanks for commenting on the message board and on these posts.  Thanks for not leaving mean comments on the rare occasion that I wax personal.

On this Thanksgiving, I'm grateful for many things - my family, my friends, my light-filled apartment - but chief among those is this little internet community.  Thanks for being part of my life, guys.

xox,

Sarah

* sidenote: I totally don't get to do what I want every day.  I spend a lot of weekends doing work for clients/returning emails/editing/rewriting. But at least I'm doing that work for my own benefit, not someone else's