Today call me recruited. That’s right; I crossed my fingers (plus three or four toes) and finally became an official Sluiter Nation recruit.
(Side note: you may know Katie and her blog but you might not know Sluiter is pronounced “sly-ter.” Or maybe it didn’t take you months at her blog to look to the right. Where she tells you how to pronounce her name.)
Still. No matter how you say it, Katie Sluiter is one of my first blog loves. Her writing moves me, makes me smile and think. Besides managing Sluiter Nation, Katie writes book reviews at Katie’s Bookcase, is on Facebook and finds time to be a supportive, lovely Twitter-friend.
And OH YEAH she’s a kick-ass high school teacher of both Spanish and English so hooray for real y ¡ muy bien!
Katie is funny and self-deprecating; smart and honest; and completely in love with her family. She and her husband Cortney are expecting baby boy Charlie who will join two-year-old Eddie at the Nation. She writes openly and achingly about her struggles with miscarriage and Postpartum Depression and about the fierce love she has for her boys.
One of my favorite posts recounts her dancing with her husband, hoping to raise her little man to be as wonderful as his daddy. This piece rendered me her fan long before I was welcomed as an official recruit. Read it and you won’t be disappointed.
Then, please read my post at her place about belonging.
It’s a recurring theme at the Nation and it would mean a lot to me if you stopped by and told me you were there.
Because at the end of the day (or the post or the tweet or the update), we all just want to belong.
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