I wasn’t going to write this morning. I’m cold, my head hurts, I didn’t sleep well, and I’m mad at the world. But then something struck me: I missed my blogiversary. It’s largely a big deal only to me, but, I usually find a way to mark the day. This year, while living a life that could best be described as “just keep swimming”, I completely missed it. I don’t know if that’s a matter of concern or a sign of personal growth. Anyway, you know the drill. Village Green/Town² first appeared on March 5th, 2011 on Columbia Patch. I eventually moved it to Blogger. That’s it. 2011 - 2026 and counting. I’m not going to get sentimental about it. Well, except for one small thing. Last summer when I was going through a terrible, horrible, no-good time in my life I just plain stopped writing. I didn’t see how the blog could continue. If it hadn’t been for the encouragement of a good friend plus the quiet support of many folks whose names I do not know, I would not have given i...
Sometimes you don’t know how absolutely perfect something is until you lose it. February 21st. Draw where you’d rather be right now. March 9th. Draw a safe place. March 22nd. Draw a lighthouse in an unexpected place. May 21st. Draw a holiday you think should exist. My little quadplex: the house I once jokingly compared to a hamster habitrail. It has been shedding its builder’s grade components since I arrived in 1999. Last summer a ceiling fell in. I have joked that we have replaced so much that, by the time we leave, none of the original house will remain. I don’t think I’ve ever been so keenly aware of how deeply this place is rooted in my heart. One day, as yet unknown, I will walk into this place, unpack my bags, and stay. I promise I won’t ever forget this feeling - - a yearning for the Great Good Place - - humble though it may be. Village Green/Town² comments