a brand new month AND a milestone blog. wow. it was less than two years ago when i started this... have i really had that much to say? i guess so. (i can hear Beloved already: of course you have, annie... it's all you write.)
in the last year and a bit, i've chronicled my grandmother's last year - almost to the day, the birth of my first grandchild. i've noticed the moonrise, the sunsets, the nights, the sky. i've even gotten myself thrown out of a coffee group - because of this blog. how way too funny is that?
it's funny but the best part about blogging isn't the writing. it's the reading - the other blogs i read, the comments left here. it's knowing i've connected with silent souls around the world, people who stumble here by accident, looking for all sorts of things - a cure for itchy eyelids apparently the most pressing.
but there're readers who come back - readers from obscure places i know i'll never see around the world who pop in and out with alarming regularity, and readers who check in on occasion just to find out what's new in the annie-verse. i have a lot of friends who say... if i haven't heard from you, i read your blog to find out what's going on, as if it's an ongoing version of those annual christmas letters. (i'm not sure mine's quite as relentlessly cheery as those tend to be, but maybe so...i'm an incurable optimist.)
why do you blog, i asked a few weeks ago, and here's why i blog... i blog to stay connected. so here... on my five hundredth entry...i'm waving... will you wave back?
and furthermore, the war must end. blessed be.