For the second year, my friend Sally
arrived at school in February
with a calendar
and two sheets of orange stickers.
“Each time you blog,
place an orange sticker on the calendar.
The goal is 31 stickers for 31 days in March.”
As a sucker for checked boxes
and filled in calendars,
I reveled in the idea of “slicing”.
I had sliced before,
a few posts here and a few posts there.
No accountability and no expectations.
But, as part of a group of slicers,
I made sure I posted and commented every day.
Yes, every day for 31 days
I wrote a slice of my life.
I read slices from writers near and far.
Stepping into the kitchens, backyards
and school hallways of other slicers
opened the doors to a generous community
of honest writers.
I am forever grateful
for the community built around
writing slices of life.