So, I got to thinking…
Shocking, I know.
I had already determined that I have been blogging “A Year of Memories,” for more than a year.
I was curious, though, to figure out exactly how long it’s taken me to get to the part that started it all; the reason.
Not counting previous mentions of memories in the multiple runs prior to “A Year,” I’ve discovered it’s been way longer than I thought.
Shocking, also: my first post under this categorical title, was published…
September 29, 2015. At 9:08 PM, to be exact.
I didn’t know I had so many stories to tell. Short ones, long ones.
Funny, sweet, philosophical, melancholic.
182, in my unofficial skim. Mathematically, a skosh over 3.5 years.
Unbelievably, I have so many more.
Believably, I’ve nicely managed to keep putting off the inevitable.
There are going to be tears. There will need to be hindsight – without self-blame.
There will be horrific truths and horrifically funny, sometimes inappropriate, recall.
There will also be love.
Between every word. Within every line.
After the laughing. After the crying.
Stick with me. Stick with us. Stick with it.
I promise: we’ll get back to laughing, again.
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