This weekend I stood awkwardly amongst bloggers, waiting nervously for the results of the annual Milblog Award for which Witty Little Secret had been nominated. We all huddled in the wind at the Navy Memorial, taking advantage of the light cascading from the nearby National Archives.
I quickly realized just how long some of these folks had been writing in this strange online medium, and I was definitely the newcomer of the group (which made the award nomination all the more humbling). Each time someone asked whether I was a blogger, I hesitated. “Um. Okay, yeah. I’m a blogger. That’s what I am.”
The winner of the spouse blog category for which I was nominated was Katie Rye. She writes a heart-felt story about the continuing recovery of her husband after a traumatic and nearly fatal car accident, wrought at the hands of a drunk driver. The blog “Katie and Ben” is first and foremost a love story, but it’s also an unyeilding testament of faith, strength, and most of all perseverance.
I would be lying if I said I didn’t care. That it didn’t matter whether I won. But I can’t think of a better blog to lose to.
And by the way nobody, I mean NOBODY showed up to the conference in their jammies. Not once. I swear.