I have an obsessive relationship with my statcounter. It fascinates me to see what people are searching for. I love checking to see who has checked in, I can tell when my sister in Texas has checked and know that there will be a cute comment waiting in my inbox for me.
This morning I checked after a full day of not getting online. (Yesterday was a day spent in bed trying to remind myself that it only felt like God hated women. UGH!)
So this morning when I checked the counter it showed that someone had spent time reading through my archives yesterday. I was curious and clicked on the page that caught their attention and was whisked back to the end of last year. As I read through the entries of November and December I was reminded of why I have this blog. My memory is fairly poor and as I read my words I remember the emotions of that time.
I also remembered Mr Anonymous. Anyone else remember him? As an update: I still have no idea who you are. It has been about a year now; do you feel up to letting me know who you are yet?
Tomorrow is General Conference. I am looking forward to it. I expect to post a blog with my thoughts tomorrow night. You will have to survive until then on this: