Yesterday I said the following.
I have a post brewing, my friends. A big one. A really sort of terrifying one. One that – as desperately as I want to write it THISVERYSECOND – demands, and deserves, far more than the eight minutes that I have right now to write it. So it will have to continue to simmer just below the surface for one more day.
I wrote it yesterday. And it was big. It — is — big. In fact, it is too big for Diary. So I sent it off to the Huffington Post.
It was — is — so big that I am at once relieved and terrified that it is now out of my hands.
It was –is– so big that I had to call my parents to tell them what it contains.
I told them both that I thought it best if they not read it. My mom said she had to. I get that. I would too.
But my dad agreed. He wouldn’t. Because he simply couldn’t.
I did what I could to convince him that he didn’t let me down. I promise you didn’t, Daddy. I really, truly promise.
I listened to his voice break as I explained why now – why twenty-three years later. “For your babies, Jessie,” he said. “Talk to them. Katie will read it someday. She’ll need forewarning. But more than that, she’ll need to know the lessons. She’ll need to know …” His voice broke again before he found the words.
I promised I would. I will.
“And Brooke too. I don’t know if she’ll read your blog someday too, Jessie, but she needs to know too. You’ll have to teach her differently, but she needs to know too.”
“Please God,” he said, “let them learn from you and not by experience.”
I promise, Dad. I will do everything I can to teach them both. I promise.
The post took me twenty-three years to write.
Ed note: This is not meant to be a cliffhanger, but unfortunately the post has not been published yet. It should hit HuffPost today. If you’d like to receive notification as soon as it’s up, please click HERE and then follow me by clicking on any of the buttons next to my name.
** Update: The post is now up on HuffPost. please click HERE to read it. Thank you for your patience. **