580…make that 81

That is the number of posts here in 5 years. A few have been
deleted. Something I now never do and regret greatly.
I had a comment on an old blog post, Baby Making Lesbians.
Which sent me back then to see what I had written.

I am getting over a hundred hits a day here.
I wish I knew you all, or even where you are from,
wordpress doesn’t seem to accept most trackers now.
I get numbers and countries only now, but no stats.
I’d love it if you all would say hello.
You are welcome here.

It occurs to me that this mundane day to day blog of
mine has a history that perhaps new readers may want
to catch up on.

This list is long and in reverse order, because I read
backwards today through titles that I remembered.
When I did this I remembered that I love to write.
Seems odd to say that, more so to feel it.
We need more hours in a day.

And so, for those with extra time on their hands one day.
Here is that list of essay’s I either like, or remember as a
fond moment. Mistakes and all is what you find here.
A life, for five years. Here in blog ville.
My own space. Pardon typos and the like…
(added to the sidebar permanently)

Seriously, it is a lot.
I’ll leave this here for you newbies and maybe
the long timers here will enjoy revisiting a few of those
times too. Half the fun of doing this was remembering
all the people that have passed through here, or who
still hang out with me so lovingly.

I started this blog, just to write what crowded my head
on the computer. I didn’t know I would make dear friends
or use it eventually as a therapy of sorts. A publicly
accessible one. That has always been the best part, to
say what others won’t or cant. To prove, we are more
alike than we realize. To whom? I don’t know or care.
It also became a place for truth. I think of it as a loved
one that I simply must visit. To tell a story or two.
To reconnect with myself.

When there are times that I need to be away, I do so.
No reason, no apologies, it is the ebb and flow of it.
Creating in any form really.

Thank you all for making these years so lovely.
For the advice, and support. For allowing me to give
the same in return.

***Childhood Revisited
Larry
**Lessons From The Road
**A journey through a lie.
What I know

Revenge will be mine
Me
**9/12/03

Haven Hill

Changed
Denial, Fear, Lonliness, Freedom

**Reflections and Gratitude

**Prose, A Life Defined
A Trip Back In Time
Baby Making Lesbians

My Mother Haunts Me

These stay in the side bar…

**Her Hands
I Believe…
32 Petals
Childhood Part 1
Courage and Differences
Life Time Line

And then the whole straight life series…
if you want the crap of it all. And who does really?
But there they are…

The Straight life, series, unfinished…
http://scribbleandscribe.wordpress.com/2005/09/01/the-straight-life-9/
http://scribbleandscribe.wordpress.com/2005/08/19/the-straight-life-8/
http://scribbleandscribe.wordpress.com/2005/08/17/the-straight-life-7/
http://scribbleandscribe.wordpress.com/2005/08/10/the-straight-life-6/
http://scribbleandscribe.wordpress.com/2005/08/09/the-straight-life-5/
http://scribbleandscribe.wordpress.com/2005/08/06/the-straight-life-4/
http://scribbleandscribe.wordpress.com/2005/08/05/the-straight-life-3/
http://scribbleandscribe.wordpress.com/2005/08/02/the-straight-life-2/
http://scribbleandscribe.wordpress.com/2005/08/01/the-straight-life-1/

** equals, What I would WANT you to read.

And Ruth said…
Intreat me not to leave thee,
Or to return from following after thee;
for whither thou goest, I will go;
and where thou lodgest, I will lodge
Thy people shall be my people
and Thy God, My God.
(A reading from the Book of Ruth)