So this popped up at 11:00 PM or so give or take last night. Has it already been three years of blogging? In the words of the great Roland Orzabal, “funny how…tiiiiiiiiiime fliiiiiiiiiies…”
Anyway, I have to say it’s been a wild ride since I started this blog three years ago. I honestly had little expectation other than this place being a personal diary of sorts and little or nothing else. I thought I might get a comment here and there but I wasn’t anticipating any real interaction or networking.
Well, I have to say I got way more than what I bargained for. Sure, I’ve had my share of PR nightmares, a couple of trolls (here’s looking at a certain assistant professor of biostatistics and a little local troll who I have an idea might be but I’ve not proven his/her identity yet) and this blog has gone through tough times along the way, but man has it been a crazy ride.
Of course, this wouldn’t have been possible without my early followers. Rachel at Illuminated Literation, KirstWrites, Helen at SLS, Angie at King Ben’s Grandma, among others come to mind straight away. I love you all to pieces, especially for sticking by me during the major PR nightmare.
My blog is as much for you all as it is for me, for without you none of this would have been possible. I hope you’ve learned something about tattoo culture, life on the spectrum, or any of the products I regularly review. I know a lot of you seemed to enjoy my terrible singing when I posted it, for reasons I don’t yet understand (oh man, I know someone is about to say something about what I just said!).
Anyway, that’s all great, but I can’t write this post and not make a special shout out to a special someone. Someone who I crossed paths with for the first time in December 2016, right in the middle of the shitstorm. Though she was on the opposite side of the argument, she took up for me. We must have annoyed the shit out of each other at times, but she stuck by me through it all. Though we didn’t agree, we had our commonalities and developed a deep friendship straight away.
Little did I know at the time I had just found my long-lost (non-blood related) twin sister. The writing was on the wall, but the recent events are the pudding and the proof is in the pudding. It was more than just placing two cats in a loving and deserving home (one of which we are convinced really was just going back home in a new body). It’s about finding the right person to show me my true value, regardless of what the world of the FAA might think. It’s the special bond we share that goes beyond the comprehension of even myself sometimes.
Never in a million years did I think anything like this would come of my blog, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. Why else would I be looking at dropping everything leaving the place I’ve lived since 1999 (with only short breaks in between), not just to pursue self employment, but to be able to hang out whenever we want?
Thank you, Laina. Thank you for everything and more. Words cannot express how truly grateful I am. I don’t know how I could possibly repay you in this life.
PS: My left shoulder is still a bit sore. ;-P Damn you!!! (LOL J/K!!!)