I was really sad when I saw the news yesterday. I discovered her blog when I was in 19. I used to work in one of the University offices in and I ran through those archives between answering phone calls. Only now does it seem odd to me that I was reading mommy blogs in college? I remember seeing her at a book signing up for her first book at a bookstore on Melrose in LA and being genuinely excited to meet her, if only briefly. All that feels like such a long time ago. I hadnt kept up with her, but reading her story was one of the reasons I knew what to watch out for when PPA hitting hard post baby number one. Thinking about her kids.
I had forgotten about the shit ass ho motherfucker part--laughed when I read it here and instantly remembered because it was so funny. What a sad week. The tributes folks have been writing have brought on even more heavy 2000s nostalgia for me, which I had already had for a few days prior to hearing of her passing.
I’ve been reading the internet avidly forever and somehow never came across Dooce, yours and everyone else’s writing of her makes me really wish i had. ❤️❤️
Katie’s post was how I found out. It feels big and strange. I’m surprised more people aren’t talking about it, or maybe reading such personal stuff and growing up with someone is an experience that’s hard to translate.
It is such a loss. Her honesty and willingness to show the ugly, scary, and uncomfortable parts of her life and mind provided so much for so many. I hope for peace for her and her family.
This is such a tragic loss.
Also, side note: My birthday was also on Tuesday. Happy belated. :)
My birthday was also on Tuesday. <3
I was really sad when I saw the news yesterday. I discovered her blog when I was in 19. I used to work in one of the University offices in and I ran through those archives between answering phone calls. Only now does it seem odd to me that I was reading mommy blogs in college? I remember seeing her at a book signing up for her first book at a bookstore on Melrose in LA and being genuinely excited to meet her, if only briefly. All that feels like such a long time ago. I hadnt kept up with her, but reading her story was one of the reasons I knew what to watch out for when PPA hitting hard post baby number one. Thinking about her kids.
I had forgotten about the shit ass ho motherfucker part--laughed when I read it here and instantly remembered because it was so funny. What a sad week. The tributes folks have been writing have brought on even more heavy 2000s nostalgia for me, which I had already had for a few days prior to hearing of her passing.
There were so many people with blogs I hadn’t thought about in years circa 2000. Feels like forever ago
I’ve been reading the internet avidly forever and somehow never came across Dooce, yours and everyone else’s writing of her makes me really wish i had. ❤️❤️
Katie’s post was how I found out. It feels big and strange. I’m surprised more people aren’t talking about it, or maybe reading such personal stuff and growing up with someone is an experience that’s hard to translate.
It is such a loss. Her honesty and willingness to show the ugly, scary, and uncomfortable parts of her life and mind provided so much for so many. I hope for peace for her and her family.
Your birthday sounds close to perfect!