Today was a hectic day, a stereotypical Monday in fact. I've spent my evening reading, commenting, liking, Tumblr-ing (is that a word?). I didn't have anything worthwhile to blog about, and I figured it was perfectly ok to take a night off.
When I finally made it through the last post waiting to be read, and I commented on the last one that moved me, I finally remembered to look into my own blog. And even on a night when I don't have anything to say there are people still coming to my little corner of the world and finding something to read, connecting in some way that suits them.
I saw in my stats that two people literally typed in the URL of my blog so they could read whatever it is they were looking for. That's when the tears began to flow.
The best thing I ever did was allow myself to be Kayla Lords. I am becoming the person I'm supposed to be because of this space and the people I have encountered here. From my lion (sorry, but I'll always think of him that way) to some of my most recent friendships, from the likers and commenters, to you silent lurkers who read and move on, without you, there would be no Kayla Lords. I would just be a random single mom of two living her vanilla life.
And I am overwhelmed with gratitude tonight for each and every one of you. Some of you will never know what you've done for me, what you've allowed me to do here, judgment free, and others are very aware. When I tell you I adore you all, I mean it from the bottom of my heart.
Thank you. For reading, for lurking, for liking, for genuinely caring about a faceless woman who really enjoys masturbating and raving like a lunatic about her feelings.