I have carried with me for the past few days a feeling that I was forgetting something. I have been checking my pockets, Searching through my pickup, Looking in my drawers, [ My dresser drawers ! ], etc. Today I realized that one year ago I dreamed up a name, filed a password and wrote my very first blog.
One year in the life of a man is a very short time so making a big deal of such a minor event seems to me a bit pretentious. So why is it that as I write these words, right now , my eyes well with tears and all the memories of the blogs, and the feedback and the sharing, overwhelm my senses ?
Could it be that the folks who have read me, communicated with me, disagreed with me and smiled with me are really REAL people ?
Thank you all from the depths of my very soul for inviting me and my ideas into your den. I refer to the blog as my den for here I am free to acknowledge my every whim, to vent my every frustration, to match hearts with some of the most giving REAL souls I have ever had the pleasure to meet.
Fellow READERS, and I say this because anyone who writes must therefore read, Thank you all for sharing your feelings, thoughts , fears and celebrations with me ! I am a better person for having met you all .
BTW I do not intend to go anywhere that I cannot climb into the ‘net, so You will all have to put up with me for the forseeable future. [or not] Damned philosophy!