The reason

Hey there, Internet.

Or rather:

Hi there, people-who-speak/write-English-on-the-Internet.

I'm Angie.
I am 28 years old, I live in Mexico City and I've been married to the most wonderful man in the whole world for six months. Everyone says hers is the most wonderful man- in my case, it is true. (Is he still looking over my shoulder?)

This is not my first blog.

I used to blog a lot about a year ago but stopped because I "lost that lovin' feeling" (Meaning: I was depressed and didn't feel much like writing about my life and all those things that made me sad). Except, I didn't blog in English. It's not my first language, so I was used to blogging in Spanish.

A lot of the blogs I read are in English (which I learned to speak when I was very little). I stopped commenting in a lot of those blogs because they couldn't read what I wrote, sometimes about them; even Dooce. I started reading hers even before she hit Wikipedia and still was able to return comments. I still read it. Religiously. But I rarely comment since I am not sure she reads all comments or e-mails. I'm very happy she is pregnant again, though. I cried.

You see, this is why I blog. Because I feel there are a lot of people out there going through the same things *I* am going through and it would help them a lot if they read my point of view on some issues. I know it has helped me to read about other people's experiences and takes on things that happen to me on a regular basis. And I would LOVE it if someone could learn or even feel something reading one of my posts.

I have anonimously read a lot blogs- mostly women's blogs- but not all of them. And this is it.
I want them to read what I have to say and I want to be able to give back a bit of what they have given to me.

Thanks for reading.