I've been here a very long time, almost since Blogger first started. Back then it was quite an unusual thing to do, to post your life on the Net, and it took all my courage to write honestly without trying to present myself in the best light
Since those days the way people illustrate their lives on the Net - indeed the Net demographic itself - has changed radically. Now it's full of kitten pictures on Instagram, carefully-crafted 'thoughts' on Twitter and people's selectively-presented lives on Facebook. Plus your parents and grandmother have a Facebook page and blog too.
Nothing wrong with that. Everything changes. But I've never enjoyed being part of a mass movement. I've found it increasingly difficult to invest time or energy in maintaining a presence here. So this is my last post.
I didn't write this blog for myself. I already knew about my life. I wrote it for you.
I recognized that I've been incredibly fortunate in the people I've known, the places I've been and the experiences I've enjoyed. I thought that by sharing aspects of my life - my successes and my failures - you'd be able to smile when I did things well and laugh at my mistakes when I fouled up. I believed that, in some way, reading about my life may offer insight into how to improve your own. I don't know if I succeeded, but I hope I did.
I recognized that I've been incredibly fortunate in the people I've known, the places I've been and the experiences I've enjoyed. I thought that by sharing aspects of my life - my successes and my failures - you'd be able to smile when I did things well and laugh at my mistakes when I fouled up. I believed that, in some way, reading about my life may offer insight into how to improve your own. I don't know if I succeeded, but I hope I did.
There's a saying; 'Nothing matters very much, and few things matter at all'.
For me, a few things did matter. The less-than-amusing twist to life is that you discover what or who they are too late to hold onto them. We should come into this world as old people, full of wisdom, and leave as carefree babies. Things would go much better that way.
I want to thank you for reading here, especially if you've been around since the beginning. I'd like you to know that whether the words I wrote amused you, entertained you, annoyed you or simply intrigued you; I'm deeply grateful for the time you spent skimming this story.
But - most importantly - I want to thank the person who touched my life with joy, love, happiness, grief and loss. Without you there would have been no story, or no story worth telling.
You mattered. Thank you.
For me, a few things did matter. The less-than-amusing twist to life is that you discover what or who they are too late to hold onto them. We should come into this world as old people, full of wisdom, and leave as carefree babies. Things would go much better that way.
I want to thank you for reading here, especially if you've been around since the beginning. I'd like you to know that whether the words I wrote amused you, entertained you, annoyed you or simply intrigued you; I'm deeply grateful for the time you spent skimming this story.
But - most importantly - I want to thank the person who touched my life with joy, love, happiness, grief and loss. Without you there would have been no story, or no story worth telling.
You mattered. Thank you.
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r.xxx.
r.xxx.