a wish for me, from you

 Although it is not my intention for this post to come across like the Gwyneth-in-a-pink-dress-Oscar-acceptance-speech,


I must warn you, it might have that feel.


Please forgive me if I forget anyone, I have so many to thank.


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For me, the changing of the calender year brings with it wishes for things I could have done better and things I hope that I will. I'm talking about relationships, parenting, health, work; the same things most people put on their lists. 


When I come to this space, my wish for the year ahead is harder to describe.


I am here because others wished it for me, even before I began to wish it for myself.


You see, I live my life in a land of believers, motivators, cheerleaders. And whether they know it or not, they pushed me to step into this space; to own it, to grow it, to share it. 


They are:



  • the feisty and fiery Mama of Many who was the first to tell me to take flight with a tiny, blue bird and who has given me so many opportunities to use my editor's pen. You were my first and will always my best. 



  • a generous Gummy Mummy who dragged my reluctant self to meet-ups and tweet-ups and finally to the amazing Blissdom 2011 conference. You are the most selfless cheerleader and friend.



  • the live-outside-your-comfort-zone skater who once said to me when I asked her to wish me luck, "You don't need luck. You are an amazing writer." I hope you know I took that note, folded it up, and tucked it into my heart.



  • the beautiful writer who so candidly shared her hopes for herself and told me to create my own. I will forever be grateful that I sat down at your table.




  • the extraordinary artist (who really needs to establish her online space) behind my logo, my blog banner, my widgets. You are one of my most treasured friends.



  • the editor and writer who gave me IRL experience with a side of friendship. I've learned and laughed.



  • the besties, Kitty, Gretha, B. You have been lifting me up from the very first moment we met. 



  • the many, many online and real-life friends who take the time to tell me when my words have brought a smile, a tear, a memory. I appreciate every comment. 



  • my parents, I could not say it better than Gwyneth herself. You have created a family that loves you and each other more than anything. You should be so proud. 



  • my sister, who never fails to let me know which of my posts have made her cry and who firmly believes I should pursue a career in writing pet obituaries. You are simply the greatest.



  • my husband, who broke his promise never to read this blog, because he didn't believe me for a moment when I said it wouldn't be worth his read. I can't say anything because the swell in my heart is too big for words.



  • and my children, who bring my words to life. You push me to look closely at myself and the world, because I want both to be nothing less than the best that you deserve. 


I don't know where this will lead or who's behind all those page views. But I do know I'm here because of my believers, motivators and cheerleaders. And because of that, I think I'll stay.


Happy 2012. May your wishes and the ones for those you love come true. 




 


 

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Elan Morgan

Elan Morgan is a writer and web designer who works from Elan.Works, a designer and editor at GenderAvenger, and a speaker who has spoken across North America. They have been seen in the Globe & Mail, Best Health, Woman's Day, and Flow magazines, TEDxRegina, and on CBC News and Radio. They believe in and work to grow both personal and professional quality, genuine community, and meaningful content online.