Tomorrow I will put out the Creme de la Creme list of 2007. I've been working on it all day and I just wrote the blurb for the final post that came in by the due date. I still need to lay out the list and create all the links--a feat that will probably take a few hours this afternoon or tomorrow morning. But I hope to also get to the posts that came in after that December 23rd deadline. And I hope that more posts come in starting tomorrow when people read the list and decide that they also want their blog represented.
I know I chose to create this list and I certainly wasn't hired for it, but it still is an honour to be in the position of putting this list together. I have spent the last few weeks laughing and crying and sitting silently in awe and interrupting Josh's work to read him various lines and sometimes full posts.
For some of you, these posts are one of the only reminders you have of a child lost and I handle those posts with the dignity and gravity of an actual child. I am honoured to get to hold those words; even just for a few minutes. For others, these posts are the containment of the ultimate celebration--the double lines or the long-awaited adoption or the child you never thought would arrive. And those too are just as important and cherished. I'm thankful that you passed them my way.
I feel silly being so emotional about a blog post, but I think you all understand what I mean. The Creme de la Creme is a yearbook of sorts--even if you've been in school all year, you still look forward to getting that book in May and reflecting on the year as a whole. In between all the words and pictures are the other stories--the bloggers who appear in the comments and the people who have slipped away from their stories and the friends that were made along the way.
And this list, for me, is an explanation. A counterbalance to the way infertility, pregnancy loss, and adoption are portrayed in the media. It is a greater version of reality. It is 133+ points-of-view. It is what I would hand another person if they wanted to understand the enormity of what is felt along the way--mostly because sometimes we need others to put into words what we couldn't and they need our thoughts as well.
Thank you for trusting me with your posts. Thank you for helping create this list. I can't wait for it to be finished and up for your reading pleasure.
Happy New Year.