This past week I’ve gained several followers on this blog. I'm always surprised and delighted when someone new finds this blog and likes it enough to follow. I've "promoted" my other blog. It's the link that I drop when I leave a comment on other blogs. I've been more low key with this blog, so those of you who have found me are even more treasured.
Thank you to each of you who has taken the time to read my writing and to make comments. I have enjoyed the opportunity to get to know several of you by reading your blogs. I have enjoyed finding others who share my point of view, or worry about the same stuff, or provide some encouragement to keep writing. I am inspired and frequently awed reading your blogs.
Several of my followers are retired or planning to retire in the very near future. I’ve discovered that I’m not the only one who has had a difficult time adjusting to my changed status.
I’ve particularly enjoyed reading the comments and blogs from across the pond. I was born in England and immigrated to the US when I was four and a half. I still have relatives in England. I feel a connection to my motherland. English English, as opposed to American English, sounds right to my ears. The language is the same, but different.
When I was a kid my mother expected us to clean our plates. "Think about those starving children in China," she'd say to us when we wouldn't eat some particularly horrid food item (usually an olde English recipe like steak and kidney pie.) "They would love to have a nice meal like this." It was hard to be grateful then, and sometimes it is hard now.
Thanks for joining me in my journey to recognize and celebrate the many blessings I have received. I am grateful for your participation in my journey.