There’s St. Valentine’s Day and Presidents' Day, of course, and this year, the Super Bowl was on the first Sunday of
the month. February is also Black History Month, as well as Canned Fruit Month, Great American Pie Month and even
An Affair to Remember Month.
But for me, this time in the calendar means a special anniversary.
Girl Clown Dancing is three years old.
Broken down, that’s another 25 (or so) essays on a bounty of topics, some harder to write than others. No matter
what the subject, this blog provides not only a space to say what I want to say; it's also a forum for polishing
my writing. And, too, GCD is a venue for readers to voice their opinions; tell their stories, and sometimes, join a
I’m a journalist, not a memoirist, so essays almost always include facts and figures and news. Thus, while not meant to convince readers to agree with my opinion, many of the posts have information that some may not have known about prior to reading the post.
Stories this last year include seeing our flag at half-mast (https://hilaryrobertsgrant.weebly.com/blog/half-mast); global warming in the beach town where I live (https://hilaryrobertsgrant.weebly.com/blog/heat), and buying groceries for strangers (https://hilaryrobertsgrant.weebly.com/blog/my-grocery-store-challenge). Also, The Teenage Daughter moved away, so I wrote about becoming an empty nester (https://hilaryrobertsgrant.weebly.com/blog/empty-nest).
Serious topics were addressed, too.
These included sexual harassment in my own back yard (https://hilaryrobertsgrant.weebly.com/blog/terms-of-endearment); an obituary for a hometown hero I wish I had had the chance to meet (https://hilaryrobertsgrant.weebly.com/blog/a-requiem), and what the future might hold for entry level workers (https://hilaryrobertsgrant.weebly.com/blog/working).
This year, my promise to you is to keep writing.