Leaving my blog is tantamount to leaving my children.
It’s a horrible feeling to completely lose touch.
Maybe a reliable babysitter could be called in
just to check on incoming blog posts from my favorite people.
Granted, I have not yet met my blog-children in person (except for one couple I thought might be axe murderers but who turned out to be utterly delightful kids).
But the rest are out there – my other children drifting around in cyberspace.
They need me.
How on earth can I leave?
What fabulous stories and photos will I miss?
Who will tell them their posts are wonderful if not for me?
Will they forget me?
I hope “gone is not forgotten”
As I fly the skies for parts unknown.
California here I come
looking for a place to roam.
Please wait my friends – my children!
I will be back with stories of my own.
Virginia Views 