Blogger: A passionate human being, who writes or posts contents on the Internet and on a very personal note. Someone who enriches the virtual World Wide Web with humanity.
Over two years ago, and in spirit of thanksgiving, I shared some of my good memories with fellow bloggers who I had the blessings and joy of sharing friendship with. However, given the span of time alone (with more than a decade of blogging), I don’t think one post is enough to express my appreciation. Truthfully, many times I couldn’t reciprocate given my health challenges and personal struggles. Thank goodness, the following bloggers below are genuinely nice people. Please bear with this humble post in gratitude for their kindness, generosity, compassion and support.
He’s the kindhearted man behind the blog, WritingToFreedom. He’s a gentle soul who writes poignant poems and musings about nature and his personal experiences. My favorite among his works, is the simple line, “Me in love with life. . .”
Brad, I owe you tons. Thank you so much for everything you do!
Dana is the fine woman behind the D-ale Copilariei.She is a passionate mother, who writes in Romanian. She fondly talks about her kids and the glory of motherhood. She’s also into photography and love for animals.
Dana, though we hardly see each other online, I know our mutual love and friendship remain. Thank you!
Cindy is a true naturalist. She is from California. She’s very much into photography. She is well traveled. And she is so beloved by our peers. Note that Cindy has tens of thousands (maybe more) of followers. And I think that alone speaks volumes.
Cindy, you inspire me and many of our fellows. A million thanks for being so kind and nice. Happy Thanksgiving, Cind!
Randall is an American living in Hong Kong. He is a professional photographer. His subjects are mostly people, cultures, and nature. He is well-traveled and is also into philosophy.
Randall, you deserve a Nobel for all your works . I am a fan and always will be.
Esther writes evocative poetry (especially haikus) and into aphorism. Esther writes in French, which inspired me to learn the language. What I find intriguing (and admirable at the same time) about my friend, is the line: “To live happily, live hidden.”
Esther, merci beaucoup. Je t’aime ma cheri, ma ami.
Paul is an engineer who simply love photography. What I share with him, is his love to learn, read, flowers and arts. He writes, “I like paintings and pictures, classical and crossover music, I like mountains and the sea, everything is beautiful,” Paul are you my soulmate? Just playin’.
Gavin is a minimalist and photographer. He is so brave to opt pictures in black-and-white. And with the 808, we have Hawai’i in common (I believe). He is also a music lover. Gavin likewise shares his personal struggles on his blog. And for that, I can’t thank him enough. For such openness, honesty and courage, we make ourselves vulnerable and easy targets of haters.
But Gavin, I am so proud of you. And I thank of you for the many years of support and friendship. God bless you my friend.
Wendell is my brother in Christ. He is the loving man behind the blog, WhereWordsDailyComeAlive. His blog is an oasis. Every post is so full of love and devotion to God. He also once lived here, in Hawai’i. And I can’t recall a negative post from Wendell.
Marina paints, draws, and designs (a minimalist). She is also an entrepreneur. We once tried to venture into a business. Sadly, my school schedule got in the way.
Hi, Marina. it’s been awhile. But I still hope one day, we can make our venture materialize.
Ivon is a professor. And that said, you can learn a lot from this man. He writes essays and poems. The name of his blog alone is truly an inspiration TeacherAsTransformer.
Happy Thanksgiving, Prof. Prefontaine! Thank you for your generosity.
Some of us blog for a living. Some of us blog for coping (with loneliness, sickness and etc). Some of us blog for expressing and giving in to passion. But whatever is behind your blogging, know that you are a part of something meaningful. Because every blog has a personal touch. Every blog enriches the Internet with humanity (for humanity). For that we have to give thanks and be grateful
“He said to her,’Daughter, your faith has healed you. Go in peace and be freed from your sufferings,” Mark 5:34 (NIV).
Hello friends, forgive me, I haven’t get the chance to see how you and your blogs are doing lately. But I hope all is well and everyone is safe and healthy and happy. Thank you for your generosity and support. I’ll make it up to you soon. Have fun blogging and writing and posting. A blessed Sunday to you all! To God be always all the glory.
Brethren, how could you ask me “face the mirror?” How could you trust that it can tell you everything about me? How can mere reflection speak of me? Or of anyone.
Yes, my face wears fine and deep lines. . . . but aren’t we all at the mercy of time?Yes, my hairs are often uncombed. . . . mind sparing me a comb?And yes, my lips turned mauve. . . . inflation is such a bummer—I’m sure you know.
But those are not all who I am. I ask not for sympathy; but empathy and understanding can make you a better man. Compassion is divine.
Truth: The mirror is ignorant. . . . of the throes of my mind, battling external and internal enemies; of the weight on my shoulders, enduring given to-dos—I didn’t even sign; of the lading at my feet, trying so hard to head north even with just a dime.
Such an ignoramus, a true dunce. . . . it cannot speak for the heart I give to my love and passion; it cannot speak for my spirit, though in ruins but is relentless in carrying on; it cannot speak for the breadth and depth of my soul, ever rallying and laboring for a meaningful cause.
It can’t be stressed enough:
blind spot is real. . . .
of which mirror is ill.
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