I started this blog as anonymously as I could, using pseudonyms for myself and everyone else. When Mark became ill, I accepted all friend requests on Facebook, since that was how I was keeping the world updated on Mark's progress. In the stress of all that was going on, I forgot that my blog was linked to my Facebook page, and so I outed myself. Would I have done the same thing had I remembered? Probably so, because there was no time and space to do anything else. Although I have had nothing but love and support from the people I know in real life who are now aware of this blog, it leaves me feeling a little vulnerable, a little exposed. I tend to be a private person in some ways.
And so, I want to tell you certain things, and there are certain things that are too sacred and precious and private to share. I choose to keep their sad, raw beauty to myself, and the friends and family who were there.