More To Me Than Writing

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I can not believe I am sitting here crying. No, not this time over Al, but for a blogger friend, Mona.

When I started blogging, I thought only of myself. The situation I was in, with no one to speak to about my feelings, my frustrations. I felt so alone and many times unloved, just doing a job, which I thought no one even cared if I did it or not.

As time went by, I started meeting people. I was so excited that people were clicking on my stories. It went from one click three months ago, to over 23,000 today. I know it isn’t the numbers that matter, but for me, the numbers mean people, and people mean someone is out there. I am not alone. When comments started to arrive, I felt like I was communicating with someone who could understand not only what I was going through, but we were beginning to become friends. To me, cyber friends is just as important as having a real friend in life, that I can see and touch. I can see your words. I can feel your pain, and happiness. I can feel you reaching out to me.

I didn’t realize until this very moment how important you have become in my life. I didn’t see what was building here. Not only clicks, and comments, but the real thing was friendship. You have shown me that I matter. You have shown me that I am more than a caregiver for Al, that I am a person, a human, deserving to have feelings, and thoughts.

I don’t want the changes to happen. I want to keep all of my friends on here, but change does have to happen. It is a part of life.

I just wanted you to know, that you are more than blogger friends to me, you are reality to me, humans to me, and friends, that I treasure.

I love who you are Mona, and I respect your need for change.

I dedicate this blog to one I respect so much. Mona.