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Where is Rechelle? She writes over at My Sister's Farmhouse blog and hasn't posted since the 26th of Dec. The "miss you, where are you" comments started about the 7th of January and continue. That's only a month, but she has followers that look for her everyday, including me.

It's funny, the quasi- friendship we develop with the bloggers we love. The feelings of connection have taken me so far as to meet one of my favorite bloggers, just sayin', for lunch and it was as if we had known each other a long time.
I wrote to Liberty Post, one of my favorite Canadians, to ask her for her honest experience with Canadian healthcare and she graciously replied. E-mailed another to say I missed her posts. She wrote back that she was taking a break, so far, a year long break. I finally took her off my list, like an old college friend you've lost touch with. Buttonwillow Cottage, Jollie Primatives and the blog of some old guy up in Alaska, I'm sorry they're gone.


I believe the Lincoln quote on my header, about the world's indifference to what I write, but at the same time I feel that in my world, my little sphere of influence, my words mean something. Our words mean something because they reveal who we are. That's why reading each other's words makes relationships, friendships if you will.

My closest real-life friends/bloggers would know why, if I suddenly stopped blogging. If I stopped writing, I would hope that the rest of my many, many (total 16 hehe) followers would wonder where I went and maybe comment asking "where are you?" . But maybe not. Maybe I'm the only sentimental blogger out there that thinks of the bloggers I follow as friends?