I’m trying to tell you something about my life
Maybe give me insight between black and white
And the best thing you’ve ever done for me
Is to help me take my life less seriously
Its only life after all...
Maybe give me insight between black and white
And the best thing you’ve ever done for me
Is to help me take my life less seriously
Its only life after all...
-- Indigo Girls, "Closer to Fine"
I can’t really say more than that. That’s what I’ve gotten – tons of insight, advice, ways to take life less seriously. I’ve made some great friends – people I may or may not ever see, but people who I’ve gotten to know through words and things we’ve all published. Similar experiences that bonded us and showed me that I wasn’t alone in some of the stuff I was going through.
I’ll miss being here – laughing at things that could only happen to Marissa; finding out that if everyone has a clone in the world, mine is probably Cheryl; marveling at Dasi’s adventures from a previous life; Jill’s decidedly Jill-esque take on all things; Kris’s undeniable humor and spirit and a love for her cats that I as a fellow cat person can totally understand; Amanda’s openness and deep caring for people; the incredibly odd and yet laugh out loud HI-larity of Brad and Paul; the fuck you attitude and totally kind heart of Jenn; the mother of all great moms, Miladysa; and of course, the escapades of my girls, Kendra, Beth and Becki. Although that last one I still get to see, since we’ve been friends for 8 million years already. Anyway.
I’ve had some real life adventures with some of you – from beers in Breck with Eddie last spring and all the book recommendations that we’ve shared as fellow word nerds; to lunches with Tim and countless hours of wandering through the mall talking about nothing and everything.
So after a little over two years of sharing (and probably oversharing), it’s time to let go. I’ve gone from a job I hate and more time on my hands than I knew what to do with to a job I love and working 14 hour days and lots of weekends. I’ve gone from dating losers and weirdos and Not Boyfriend to dating Chris, who is pretty much the best I could ask for. I’ve gone through happy and sad and really up and despairingly down and through it all, I’ve had this as an outlet.
I might be back, I might not. I might be around the blogiverse, I might not. You guys know how to find me if you want to – so if you want to, well, I hope you do.
In the meantime, thanks for everything, and most of all, thanks for being with me. Thanks for bringing me closer to fine.
Much love,
I can’t really say more than that. That’s what I’ve gotten – tons of insight, advice, ways to take life less seriously. I’ve made some great friends – people I may or may not ever see, but people who I’ve gotten to know through words and things we’ve all published. Similar experiences that bonded us and showed me that I wasn’t alone in some of the stuff I was going through.
I’ll miss being here – laughing at things that could only happen to Marissa; finding out that if everyone has a clone in the world, mine is probably Cheryl; marveling at Dasi’s adventures from a previous life; Jill’s decidedly Jill-esque take on all things; Kris’s undeniable humor and spirit and a love for her cats that I as a fellow cat person can totally understand; Amanda’s openness and deep caring for people; the incredibly odd and yet laugh out loud HI-larity of Brad and Paul; the fuck you attitude and totally kind heart of Jenn; the mother of all great moms, Miladysa; and of course, the escapades of my girls, Kendra, Beth and Becki. Although that last one I still get to see, since we’ve been friends for 8 million years already. Anyway.
I’ve had some real life adventures with some of you – from beers in Breck with Eddie last spring and all the book recommendations that we’ve shared as fellow word nerds; to lunches with Tim and countless hours of wandering through the mall talking about nothing and everything.
So after a little over two years of sharing (and probably oversharing), it’s time to let go. I’ve gone from a job I hate and more time on my hands than I knew what to do with to a job I love and working 14 hour days and lots of weekends. I’ve gone from dating losers and weirdos and Not Boyfriend to dating Chris, who is pretty much the best I could ask for. I’ve gone through happy and sad and really up and despairingly down and through it all, I’ve had this as an outlet.
I might be back, I might not. I might be around the blogiverse, I might not. You guys know how to find me if you want to – so if you want to, well, I hope you do.
In the meantime, thanks for everything, and most of all, thanks for being with me. Thanks for bringing me closer to fine.
Much love,
