I can't stay away from the blogs of late, they call to me. I tumble from one to another, savoring the shared sentiments, the crafty turning of phrases, the synergy of minds trying desperately to stay sane in a mad world. I want to have a glass - ok, a bottle of wine with these women and men, one at a time and all at once and tell the truth, share what wisdom or comfort there is to be had, laugh at what we can and cry at what we must. I need my tribe, I have wandered a very long time alone on this earth, left to my thoughts and my worries and my rants. I need to hear the voices sing in chorus, in harmony, to find my way through the darkness in my day.
Thank you to the voices, to the writers who speak to me, and forgive me my reticence. It has taken a while to find my voice, and to believe it might matter what I say. I have forgotten my manners, and must introduce myself, to echo back to you through the interwilderness. Hello, I read what you write, I feel it too. We Are NOT Alone. We ARE NOT Crazy. WE ARE HERE.
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That last bit? We are here? Pretty much sums up why I blog. Oh, there are lots of OTHER reaons, but they all really boil down to the same thing. I want a testament to the fact that I do exist, that I live and love and laugh and cry right along with everyone else in the world. I am here. Those are beautiful words, aren't they?
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