There have been a couple of blogs that I followed that no longer exist. I don’t know what happened to them. I know – at least my head tells me – that I shouldn’t be perturbed by such a development, but inside I feel as though I’ve lost a couple of good friends.
It’s weird, really. I mean, I’ve sent maybe one or two messages to them – the usual, “Wow, that’s great,” or “I’m so sorry to hear of this, but keep your chin up,” – so there’s no reason to feel as though there was anything more than the most superficial of bonds between us. Yet, whenever I was notified that a new post was available, I pulled it up and read eagerly. I felt as though they were sharing their thoughts with me. With me.
And now they’re gone.
As I’ve said, I don’t quite understand this, but I find it rather interesting that I feel this way. I don’t know if they’re still online (I would assume so; once an online animal, always an online animal), so I can only guess that they’ve decided to pursue a new direction. I wish them only the best and that if they choose to return to blogging, that we cross paths again. I really wish, however, I’d taken the chance to tell them how much their postings enlightened me, brightened my day, or made me appreciate where I am and what I have.
Conversely, if you’re following my mess of a blog, know that I appreciate you giving me a part of your day to hear me complain, whine, and cook. I mean that!