Oh, my dear, sweet, bloggy land! We've just passed our one year anniversary, and I love you more now than ever!
I still remember our first conversation;
Good night, dear void . . .
As I go about my days, you patiently wait for our next collaboration.
You hold no malice if we go for days without speaking.
You make yourself available to me any hour of the day or night.
You never shut off after an hour of my musings with, "Sorry, times up!"
You offer your therapy free of charge.
You let me speak what's on my mind.
You let me wax poetic.
You let me rant and rave.
You have that ever-ready delete key when I've said too much.
You understand when I have to change the names of
You never question that I occasionally contradict myself in my writings. It's not that I've lost my sanity, it's that with age, hopefully, comes wisdom. And I may have to change my mind about a few things as I grow.
You give me a peek into the lives of others. You allow me to read their words and share somewhat in their lifes' experiences.
What would I ever do without you - my confidant, my therapist, my friend?
Here's to never finding out.