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Things I Missed

 


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 it another try. 

This says more about the power of friendship and human connection than it does about the blog. I have tried to keep that foremost in my thoughts as I write every day. 

So, here we are. 

It's May! Time for all the good folks to gather at the Village Green--if only we knew where that was...


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