the comfort of strangers ...
There are many definitions for the word stranger, one being 'any person whom one does not know'.
I hope you don't mind me calling you a stranger, but I sort of know you and I sort of don't.
I like the fact I have virtual friends.
Part of the fun is to build up a picture of just how you might look. Skinny, well built, short, tall, young, old ... not once have I ever got it right.
Part of the fun is to discover the personality you have, by the style in which you write and in what you write about ... finding we can be very much alike.
After reading about my postcard collection, and knowing I was feeling a bit down in the dumps, Sarah from The World of Twiggypeasticks e-mailed me these sweet Mabel Lucie Attwell compilations, accompanied by a smile and friendship.
Sarah's thoughtfulness made my day.
A big thank you to those who left kind words on my Mum post. I lost count of how many howls I had during the day, but there were many.
Your thoughtfulness made my day.
These are just a few of the reasons why I won't give up on my blog ... not just yet anyway.