Oh, My Dearest Blog,
Can you ever forgive me for waiting so long to come back to you? I know that I haven't been here since April, but I thought of you all the time. I knew that I should have at least called or visited my own personal space on the web, but other things have caught my eye. Like the sun, for instance. It is just so beautiful. It's warmth and sunshine just call to me. I like to sit out on my front porch and read to my children, or visit one of my sisters. And, twice it burned me so I learned my lesson. Don't leave your blog abandoned to play with fire.
But, other things have called to me. For instance, my home. It's just so ...new. And, so much more fun than you. It lets me roam. And, I can come and go as I please. It doesn't make me feel like I am being unfaithful. It just fills my heart in ways that you don't.
Then there is my family. You know the ones. The ones that actually return my love. I can cuddle and snuggle and talk to them. But, you just sit there. They give me reason for living. You just take, take, and take. You say give me more. You are nothing but empty space waiting to be filled. But, my family and I fill each other. I talk, they talk. I laugh, they laugh. If I laugh with you, you just sit there. You never get my jokes. You don't even act like you like my singing. My kids at least laugh and make up new lyrics with me.
My friends all tell me that I should return to you. But, what do they know? If they knew me at all they would know why there aren't any pictures. They only want one thing, and if you know anything about me, you know what that is. If they were good, true, real friends, they would call, write, email, or text. And say, "Hey! Can I/we come over?" To which I would reply, "Of course! I would love for you to come over! Come stay the night. I even have a spare room for you out of towners." Then they would come over and it would be great. Oh, but wait, Blog! What if their waiting for an invitation? Well, just in case they are, I will invite them right now! So, if you are reading this, Call me, email, write, ot text, and let's get together! You are hereby officially invited to come over. I will supply everything. Drinks, food, dessert, and my children are great entertainment. They have me rolling all the time. Some of you could bring your new baby. I haven't even met her. Or him. I wouldn't know since I have yet to lay eyes on him/her in the flesh.
Well Blog, I should go. No, I can't stay. Other things are calling me. But, I will be back. I don't know when. But, look for me. I will return.