I've been thinking about the whole blogging world lately. I think my husband thinks we're some kind of a cult. It's amazing how different bloggers or posts pop into my mind on a daily basis. I've caught myself mid-sentence...suddenly realizing that my family probably doesn't get it. Chloe's sweet kitty passes away and I shed a tear. Gingersnap is so positive and adorable, even while dealing with life-altering medical issues, (as does Chloe), and I find motivation in this for my own life. Salastina is having a baby, and I wonder how she is feeling. Dinagideon has her feelings hurt by an anonymous blogger, and my heart aches for her. Hollie was not having an easy transition back to teaching after spending the summer with her daughter. (I SOOO get it.) Now she hasn't blogged for 2 weeks, and I hope she's ok.
I think about Heidi and her many polishes, cute dog,and spiffy outfits; about FFM away on her beach getaway, and miss her posts. I think about Morgane in France, a loyal follower and commenter...also a teacher, and see our lives paralleling one another. I think about Vanessa moving soon and wish her a smooth transition; about Kathy and Steph, both living so close to me yet we have never met. I think about Gigi, Jo, and the Mrs...among many others that I read faithfully...every one of them leaving a small piece of their lives with me....a fashion tip, a recipe, a heartfelt sentiment, a piece of advice.
It's ironic...between work and family, and our neighborhood, I have been blessed with an abundance of lifelong friendships. So I wasn't really looking to forge new ones. But something changed along the way. Thanks girls....you're awesome.