I’ve been trying for some time to come up with one post to leave up and just quietly fade out, but nothing seems to fit. It seems a bit melodramatic and self-centered to make a grand announcement that I’m taking my ball and going home. Really, who cares? But it also seems somewhat rude to just leave without saying. . .something.
Once before I just shut down the blog, and that seems hardly appropriate, since I’ve gathered so many kind followers (thank you). I considered taking it private for my family and (non-blogosphere) friends, but that also seems more dramatic than it needs to be.
The simple truth is, I’m just ready for what’s next.
I’ve shared this feeling that the blog is ready to wind down with a few people who have offered words of encouragement, understanding, insight and wise perspective (thank you).
Yesterday I heard the perfect response, the one that fits and just feels right, from someone who knows me very well. I loved the response, “What’s next?” (see the West Wing clip below) and the advice, “Sometimes it’s really scary to say, ‘What’s next?’ but it’s the right thing to do.”
Such a smart advisor.
I’ve also been hoping to publish a couple of out-standing (and no doubt, outstanding) “Dear Guest Blogger” posts and to wrap up The Oma Today Project.
I extend my heartfelt thanks to those pending guest bloggers, and I will publish those if you still care to write them. I also intend to complete T.O.’s current itinerary if his host/esses are still in.
I started blogging at a time of transition in my life. I never set out to entertain — and most of you will agree that I’ve succeeded in not being entertaining. I do have a very separate life from “the Hippie” that doesn’t jibe with what I put forth here. That life needs some tending. I enjoy the persona, but it’s run its course, at least in terms of writing.
I have been entertained by and I have enjoyed getting to know your blog selves. It has been fun and enlightening.
I’ve learned a lot about myself here. For example, I am consistently inconsistent in the way I feel about things. Also, the choice to be fascinated and/or amused is sometimes harder than I originally thought .
I’ve learned even more about my writing. I depend on one particular sentence construction far too much; I overuse adverbs, which is really, really annoying; I have a certain tempo and rhythm that is so distinguishable that I’d never get away with writing an anonymous ransom note; ( the list goes on. . . ).
I’ve learned some new things about other people, especially those of you writing from other parts of the world – some of it heartwarmingly encouraging and uplifting, some of it not quite those things.
I’ve always said that the Great American Novel does not reside within my soul. That has been confirmed by this experience. I’ll leave that to all of you who are working on your own personal masterpieces. I wish you the best.
I’ll continue to peek in and comment from time to time, and maybe there will occasionally be a story to share, but the responsibilities of the regular care and feeding of a blog have been interfering with my ability to decide what’s next.
Thank you for reading, for writing, for making me laugh, and for keeping me company during this time in my life. I look forward to seeing what’s next for you, too. Feel free to share that in the comments below!