Today is the anniversary of when STEEST was born on 18 September 2008. I started the blog on impulse and then found it to be a great platform in which I could share my memories and also release some of the pent-up emotions I kept inside.
It was always a dream to write and even when I had no audience, I enjoyed it. My teen years were spent huddled over my desk and writing poems. I still have some of them. Compositions in schools were my favourite and I thank my teachers for the guidelines although I do break some of the rules now and again.
Due to a technical glitch (meaning my itchy fingers), I lost all the images on STEEST. It was just a stroke of blessing that I decided to create a new blogpost here on SFGEMS.
I call it a blessing because it's a timeline, a more detailed one, of what's going on in my life since I retired. Years from now I will be able to go through the posts and see if I can remember what made me happy, sad, laugh, frown etc.
I call it a blessing because I've made many new friends while blogging and found kindred spirits.
I call it a blessing because my blog keeps me active and grounded. It pushes me to think about everything.
Yennyways, (curi-ed this word from my friend, Pat) I will celebrate today because, well, just because....
It's not strange that my father had a huge impact on my life, whether he knew it or not and also whether I realised it then or now.
There are many moments, I replay in my mind, of just the two of us when no one else was at home. Private and precious conversations that are mine. I also hear the comments in my head, of people repeating what he had said to them about me. It all makes me smile.
I have tons of friends. While this is what many would also say, I'm sure most would agree that some of our friends are really just friends when things go their way and the moment that it doesn't, WOOOOOOOOSH, out come the expletives and all the negativity.
It seems that a friend is supposed to never say NO, never disagree, never disappoint and surely never to rock the boat. If this is the criteria, I fail, fail, fail and surely fail.
For me, friends are the ones with whom I will have differences of opinions and/or with whom I am able to say "I cannot" because they will love me just the same.
What I've learnt is that friends will come and friends will go but the good ones will always be there and will always remain in your lives.
Dumbledore got it right! *grins*
Image from Pinterest
I'm mightily blessed that in the last year, I've had only good people in my circle. *clasps hands in prayer of thanksgiving*