Oh, Molly. You're killing me. Really. Your last two posts? Pass the tissues, please.
When I first discovered the world of food blogging, there weren't that many well-known sites. Were there any? It surely wasn't as it is now. Everyone and their mother seems to have a blog of some sort. The one that I kept going back to and reading - really reading - was Orangette. The unfolding stories that the blog's heroine, Molly, would tell about her life and how what she was eating related to the events in her life really struck a chord with me.
I was like Molly, too, I was convinced.
For as long as I can remember...the food and drink at a particular something has been as important as all of the other details. The comfort of cooking, of feeding people, of being fed by someone that loves you. Through the highs and lows...love and loss and what I've consumed...it has all been tightly intertwined. As someone who has also spent most of her life as a writer - in one sense or another - her voice sounded like the voice I wished I had.
So I started a blog.
At first, I paid close attention to telling some stories that went along with the food. In the heat of the moments though - literally and figuratively - I have strayed away from the personal details that relate so closely to the recipes and dishes posted on this blog. Why? Well...that's a good question. Fear of who is reading it. Fear of admitting some failures - both in the kitchen and in life. This blog has become as much a vehicle for showcasing my mad styling skillz as it has really telling the story of Tami and her life running with tweezers.
So...here I have been sitting...off and on for the past two weeks...stopping in to Molly's blog and bawling my eyes out. The beauty of her life that has unfolded before her because of her blog and the strength and honesty of her voice in her blog is so moving. Molly has once again inspired me to tell more of my story - the good and the bad - through her blog. She's done it twice...and she doesn't even know it.
This blog has gotten a superficial makeover...and it will be getting a sort of spiritual makeover, as well. Blogging has provided so many things for me - comfort, an outlet to say something, an outlet to say nothing when i needed quiet, a way to show off my talent. Yet, sometimes I feel like I'm holding back. Life is pretty amazing - just the ability to live it when its good and when its bad - and I have so many stories to tell. The great photos will still be there (i hope) and the recipes will still be there. If you don't wanna read....just scroll down. You'll find them.
Thank you, Molly - and the rest of the blog world - for sharing your food and your lives with me...and giving me a chance to do so, as well.