There is no way that 2,213 people are interested in what I have to say.
I thank you all from the bottom of my heart for taking the time to click that little button that says “follow.” But its more than that. So much more than that.
I have always managed to throw a little magic, a little BoHo, a little philosophy, a little old lady wisdom into my posts, along with a lot of unique art and moral support for creative people of all sorts. I really believe in encouraging and discovering each other’s possibilities.
But 2,213 people.
Who are you?
What are you all about?
Dipping into the followers names I see SheDesigns and KHartless and Perfectlyimperfectme5 and MalloryHasler and junemurphy57 and JeffFlesh and hundreds more, and I wonder — what are you all about? What is your life about? What do you do for a living, for fun, for inspiration?
Is your life full of heartbreak? Happiness? Confusion? Are you an artist? A brick layer? A dancer?
At this semi-advanced age I would have a hard time remembering everything you shared, yet I would love to know how you got to where you are now. Where you are going. What you want to be when (and if) you grow up.
I’d love to know if followers like empressakosua and AprellMay and scottatirrell really read me now and then, if I share anything worthwhile, make any of them smile.
Do followers like lorraineanne and JacR and santmarcair enjoy my art galleries? Do friends like Jaypatel and thebetterhouseco and cgusti find any inspiration from my walks down Faerie Paths?
It’s a wide, wonderful, horrible world out there. There are some losses I will never overcome, other blessings I will never forget. Like all of you, I love and hate and laugh and dance in front of the stereo and read the classics and make Angel Tears that sparkle in the sunlight. Writing makes me feel good, walking through the woods makes me feel good, and you all make me feel good.
It’s something we all should do. Feel good, that is. And share. Who we are, what we’re doing, where we’re going.
That’s what makes life so sweet.