Please join me for Thankful Thursday, a weekly pause to express appreciation for things large and small. Because attention attracts gratitude and gratitude expands joy, let’s share our appreciation.
On this Thankful Thursday, I am grateful for this blog — now running for 15 years — and for you, who gives the gift of your time, attention and care.
Thank you!
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Fifteen is deeply, mostly, dare and dive.
Fifteen is gripping the wheel, learning to drive.
Fifteen is on edge, both fierce and afraid.
Fifteen is Noxzema nights and spaghetti-strap days.
Permed hair with Sun-In streaks.
Culture Club, Modern English, The Cure.
Fifteen is forced laughs and clammy hands.
At 15 I was a wedge of crazy, a basket of boastful and bashful in many quick turns.
Established in 2008, this blog is now 15. Happy birthday!
“And so, let’s go,” I wrote on that first day, “not with the thunder of the self-absorbed, but in the same way a single word, spoken softly, carries great weight.”
The more things change, the more they don’t. Like flip phones and facebook, blogs have lost their cool. In the quest for relevance, this format is a relic against substack, tiktok, and a rash of new creative outlets.
Still, I like quiet spaces and steady habits — and sharing the bits, pieces and pursuit of life’s “whispering voices.”
The world turns on words. I'm happy you're here.
15 — on a blog anniversary
Whispering voices call
soft as blossom
love and time
wave.