The sun is back… beginning to return to my porch.
I was vaguely aware the other day. I am acutely aware today.
The season is once again beginning to turn.

My season of blogging may be coming to an end as well.
12 years ago I joined Xanga and those many good friendships buoyed me along, but slowly the currents have carried those friends away, and more and more I drift alone. (It’s ok, there can be peace and solace in aloneness as well… a different season… maybe it is time I go it alone) I had hoped my blog-friendships, who have kept me afloat all these years, would still be with me when I reached my season of joy, but it seems that is not to be… I have not reached that destination yet. It seems I must look for another boat, a different course…. perhaps even remain on dry land now…. my desert time.
I am grateful for all those whom God sent to throw me lifesavers these last 12 years… you have kept me floating rather than sinking.
I pray for, and carry in my heart, each of those who are now set off on different courses.
The blogging fervor is not what it once once. A season coming to an end. 😦
and though all endings are new beginnings, still I dislike the transitions.

[edit:  ‘if a tree falls in a forest and there is no one to hear, does it make a sound?’ ….  if I write and there is no one to read is there a point?   I will have to carefully weigh this in the scales.  🙂 ]

I have never been any good at the part that says;
‘taking this world as it is, not as I would have it’