Six Years, Countless Words, Endless Thanks

To My Readers... Thank You

Six years ago, I started this blog with nothing more than a dream and a deep desire to make sense of my life through words. I had no strategy, no niche, no idea if people would read what I wrote. I just knew I had something to say... and maybe, just maybe, someone out there needed to hear it.

And now, here we are. Six years later. Hundreds of posts, countless cups of coffee, late-night edits, scheduled drafts, and those last-minute "God told me to write this" uploads. What started as a quiet outlet for my thoughts has grown into something sacred, something shared. You’ve let me be vulnerable. You’ve allowed me to tell the truth, even when it wasn’t neat or pretty. You’ve read the hard stuff and laughed with me through the light stuff. And that, to me, is the most beautiful gift.

Thank you. For every click. Every comment. Every time you shared a post with someone or sent a DM that said, “This spoke to me.” You don’t know how much that kept me going.

In many ways, this blog became my safe place, my virtual prayer journal, my creative therapy. But I’ve always dreamed of it being more than just a blog. I dream of turning this space into a podcast... where we can go even deeper. Where we can hear the stories in people’s own voices. Where the laughter, the tears, the faith, and the real moments can come alive in a different way. I don’t know when it will launch, but I know it’s coming. I can feel it.

To my friends, thank you for seeing me. For sending me texts that said, “You should write about this,” or for sitting across from me at dinner and unknowingly giving me the next blog idea. Thank you for letting me process out loud, for encouraging me when I wanted to quit, and for reminding me that my words have weight. You are the ones who make me brave enough to keep going.

There have been times I thought about walking away from this blog... when life got heavy or when I doubted whether what I had to say still mattered. But somehow, you kept showing up. And every time you did, I felt seen. I felt heard. I felt like maybe my words weren’t just mine... they were ours.

So here’s to what’s next. To a podcast that will one day sit next to this blog like a sister. To more stories, more journal prompts, more Holy moments in ordinary days. And most of all, to you, my readers, my community, my people.

Thank you for rocking with me all these years. I don't take it lightly.

With all my heart,

Dionna