Thank you, all
I know I have been away for far too long. But you know what? I like this extended absence. And, no, I don't think I'm obliged to tell you why I haven't been writing.
My 3 nights in the hospital had taught me a lot, humbled me in so many ways.
Now that I'm home, perhaps there is a lot more to life than just writing about me, me and me.
This blog had been a part of me for a good 2 years. So many pictures, so many words of comfort offered by friends and strangers when I'm feeling down.
But I guess all good things must come to an end.
And this is where I know, for sure, that I don't connect with emo writing anymore. That I don't creep up to the PC at 4.30am crying, blogging.
As much as the past should remain in the past, I don't think I will ever have the heart to delete this blog. I had always known that you can't just press backspace in life and erase the unpleasantness.
So this blog stays.
But I will go.
Perhaps one day, when I have trouble sleeping and I switch on the computer at 3am, I will write again.
Thank you for being with me in the past 200 posts. Thank you for your words of comfort and your random acts of kindness. Thank you for making me laugh and offering tissues when I bawl. Thank you for the days spent in the glorious sunshine and the rainy days that kept us indoors.
Thank you.
With much love,
Joy