Problems with Commenting

A lovely reader just alerted me via email of a problem posting comments.  If anyone has got a message saying their comment cannot be posted, please know that you aren’t being ignored.  There is apparently a problem with the Comment Gods, as I’m not getting notices of pending comments at all.  Sorry about that!

I will try to suss this out as soon as possible.  In the meantime, please feel free to email me with anything you’d like to say.  Click the ’email me’ link on the sidebar or just send a message to ec1_englishrain@yahoo.com

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Thank You

This blog is growing in popularity every day it seems, and I wanted to say thanks to all of my readers.  Over the years, your emails and comments, as well as the simple fact that statistics show you’re reading, have enriched my life.  I hope you’ve found something useful here, as well!

Given the subject of late, I should say I’m not writing a farewell here.  I plan to keep blogging as long as people keep reading.  Just voicing my appreciation to all of you.  Thanks!  🙂

It’s That Time Again!

December is a dark month for me, and things have happened in recent years to make it even darker.  Still, every year since I started this blog, I’ve redecorated with this lovely festive snowy background at the start of each December.    It brightens the look of this collection of thoughts that can sometimes be so black.

Happy Holidays, everyone!

Redecorating

In the spirit of tradition and the hope that, perhaps, I will add a tinge of cheery to this dreary blog, I am redecorating it with this holiday theme.  With any luck, it will be the start of a more tolerable time.  If nothing else, it’s a small way to contribute to the holidays without expending a great deal of energy.  My enthusiasm is lacking.

I wish happiness and cheer to those celebrating, gentle comfort to those in pain, and peace to everyone, regardless of place or circumstance.  Peace is, in the end, the only thing that will get us through.

Knives


Knives

Each one cuts a little deeper.

Jagged paths that leave shrapnel in their wake.

Yet their destination is simple:

They go straight through to the soul.

Sparkling silver blades

Reflect the darkness left behind

As body and mind are stripped

Of all that makes a person human.

Scabs thicken around each wound

Creating a shell where a person used to be.

Grief unimaginable shows in the eyes

Even when the shell is smiling.

Forever changed.

The world forever darkened.

Hope replaced by terrible knowledge.

As one scar starts to heal,

As one scab peels away,

The knives cut through again.

Change of Scenery

As you’ve no doubt noticed if you’re reading this from the site, there’s a new theme and it’s snowing.  🙂

Last year, I changed my blog to the winter scene as well.  We’re headed full speed into the holiday season, and while it’s incredibly difficult for me and many others, it’s also a time when the Western world attempts to have a bit of fun.  The past couple of days have found me at the bottom of the track on the emotional rollercoaster.  One of my insiders laughed as we worked on the columns at the bottom of the page and told me to be happy d*mnitt.  Quite a lovely sentiment, and I’m honestly trying.

Happy holiday season, everyone!  May it be filled with peace, happiness, and love.  (And I’ll close this post now before I start sounding completely like Ringo Starr.  ‘Peace and love.  Peace and love.’)

Quick Update

For those of you following this blog via RSS or just stopping by from time to time, I wanted to let you know I’m still about and quite near functional most of the time.  The past, present and future has looked a bit daunting for some time.  It’s still rather like that, but there is a bit of light now.  I can’t say how valuable it is to talk to people who understand personally what you’re dealing with in your life.  I can’t say how valuable it is, as well, to simply sit with people who haven’t shared your experience but are willing to stand beside you all the same.  Sometimes just sitting quietly with someone who’s having a rough go of it can be incredibly comforting to that person.  I’m bumbling about, but the people I’m referring to will no doubt understand.

My thanks.