I am certainly not the best blogger out there.
I’m not even the best blogger on my own blog. I barely find time to write. I’ve thought often about quitting. But then something sparks my interest and I find my fingers tapping away and I get such satisfaction clicking publish that I just can’t quit. You’re stuck with me.
But I can say this, without hesitation, that I have the best readers out there.
I am so grateful for each and every one of you. I don’t visit you as often as I’d like. But I read your comments. Every single one. And I appreciate the time you take to share your thoughts. I do sneak over to your place, too. Typically on my phone. Which is why I don’t always comment but please know I’m out there, shaking my head in agreement and sending virtual hugs your way.
Pathetic, I know. But I own my failures and hope you can sympathize.
You are all the best. I love you. Appreciate you. Enjoy you.
I’m honored you take the time check in with me.
You could go anywhere else, yet you find the time to peek in on me.
And I’m truly touched.
Happy Valentine’s Day to you all!
(I have been a little scarce lately. Okay. I admit it. Not just lately. There have been periods of time in the past few years that I have been erratic with my posting and with commenting on your blogs. I suffer from panic/anxiety disorder and right now, I’m having a particularly difficult time. Please know that the above post is heartfelt and true. I AM thinking of you all. Always.)