|Happy Eleventh Anniversary to US!|
Allow me to share a photo my mother took of me outside our home in Muskoka when I was eleven years old. Oh to be able to celebrate being eleven years old again.
Wait... We can. Because today is the eleventh anniversary of my wee electronic journal Ya Gotta Laugh About It.
If you are reading this, I am both pleased and grateful to report that you are helping me celebrate my nine hundredth and seventy fourth effort since I began this ride on this day back in 2011.
Can you believe it? Eleven. Freakin'. Years!
All these years later, I am honest when I admit that the offerings I have posted are truly a part of me. Yet, I'm not quite sure what made me realize my anniversary was looming. Very in tune with my seasonal affective disorder, I'd probably put gobs of cash on the time change.
As you know, the darkness of the month of November and into December have always had me crawling into the closet, throwing a blanket over my head, with a bowl of warm gravy and a spoon; specifically, so the dogs would join me.
Some of the funniest items written had tears steaming down my face. Not of joy, but because in most cases I was processing a deep hurt and moving forward. For those that know me personally (rather than just words from a keyboard that you're reading) you know that humour has always been my go to attitude in deflecting hurt.
That said, these eleven years have produced so much great dialogue, not to mention life changing friendships.
I am grateful for all of you that have inboxed me with your comments, opinions, as well as your unconditional support and feedback over the years. It's truly been a cathartic experience arriving at today
To each and every one of you peeps... A very heartfelt THANKS!
Happy 11th anniversary to us!!