I can mark one off the list.
I don't know what number it is, but I can mark off Have a Post Secret Posted.
There's something remarkable about sending in this secret, knowing it was seen--exposed--by someone you don't know states away, chosen to be put on the blog, and the published and seen by millions.
I cried.
I felt like I matter, if even in the smallest, silliest way.
Today was a rough day. I ended up crying my face off on my lunch hour and things don't really make sense.
but, that's okay.
Because I matter.
And I'll live every day making sure other people know the same.
