I think it was back in 2004 when I began blogging. There weren’t so many blogs around back then. We lived in Kentucky, far from family and long time friends. Chad was in high school and I thought I wasn’t going to make it through those years. The blog was a whole lot about quilting and a good bit about family and our home life. There are folks who have come and gone through these 10 or so years. Some became blog “friends” and then drifted away, there are some blog friends who came along about the time we moved from KY to MO, or just when we were moving to Texas, or were introduced to the blog when I was teaching quilting. Whenever or however the readers found me, I appreciate you all. I don’t tell you enough how much I appreciate your reading, your comments, the support you offer me . . sometimes when you don’t even know you’re doing it.
On July 30, after posting a link to a funny obituary, I received this email from a long time reader; a reader who loved cats and was so happy when Boots came to live at our house and often wrote me when I hadn’t mentioned Boots . . just to check on him and be sure things were ok.
How strangely ironic that the hysterical obit was your post today when I wanted to write to you about obits. My cancer returned with vengeance. I probably have about 4-6 weeks left on this wonderful journey through life that I’ve had but I wanted to tell you how much I have enjoyed your blog – well, maybe not so much the snake news. You are a wonderful writer and make things that I’m not even interested in (knitting) a pleasure to read. Your enthusiasm is contagious. I love your stores about you and Vince. He reminds me so much of my dear husband. Thank you for sharing your life and adventures with all of us. I always look forward to seeing what’s new in your world and so glad that you post so often. Thanks for being a little bit of sunshine throughout my day.
It was a hard email to read, and I’ve left out some of the more personal portions of the email.
She didn’t have the 4 – 6 weeks that she thought she had. From the time she wrote the above email, she had exactly 2 weeks. Her “wonderful journey through life” has ended. Her touching story has given me a little kick in the rear end . . a reminder to clear out some of the things in life that don’t really matter and make more time for the things that do matter.
I will miss her comments, I will miss her checking on Boots .. I will think of her often.