I was never good at hide and seek, because I’d always make enough noise so my friends would be sure to find me. I don’t have anyone to play those games with anymore, but now and then I make enough noise just in case someone is still looking and hasn’t found me yet. – Brian Andreas
Is it possible that you Lovies aren’t sick of me yet? I have been writing to you every weekday morning for six months now. SIX MONTHS. I worry that you sit down at the computer each morning, click on Momastery and think “Good Lord, she wrote AGAIN? Take a breath, woman.”
But then I tell myself maybe not though, because the truth is that I never get sick of you and your comments. I love getting to know you Monkees, you supporters, you little slices of hope who love me and each other for no apparent reason. You just keep showing up…and you make my days, my life, deeper and funnier and better.
I was hiding for a long time. Six months ago I started missing you, without even knowing you. Hiding alone is too quiet and boring and cramped, and the anticipation of being surprise found always makes me pee in my pants a little. I prefer just to make noise and get found on purpose. Thank you for finding me and helping me stand up and come out of hiding.
I would like to offer you a gift in return for finding me. Diane once wrote in a comment that “the most revolutionary thing you can do is introduce people to each other.” Yesterday, when Krystal said that she liked writing on her blog because it helped her keep memories, I thought – Krystal has a blog? I can’t think of many things I’d rather do than read Krystal’s blog. I want to get to know her better. I’d like to get to know all of you better, if you’re up for it. Sometimes we feel isolated at home or in the office or just in our panicked, jittery heads – and finding a kindred spirit online can be like stepping out of the rain and into a friend’s cozy house. For me, since the Lymie Mono has left me unable to remain vertical for longer than two hours at a time, online is the only way to visit a friend. I get a little scared and stressed, what with all my diseases and children, and visiting with you makes me less so. I’d like to know you better. And I’d like you to know each other better.
I was thinking, if you’d like the Monkees to visit you, would you leave the URL of your blog in the comments or email it to me? And if you don’t have a blog or are shy about yours, but you know of another blogger or a website that offers you a soft place to land, would you consider sharing it? I’ll make a list of Monkee bloggers and of Monkee Recommended Sites and post them here, so that when you need to call for reinforcements, you’ll know where to go.
In Monkee Love-
PS. We have almost 40 inches of snow on the ground, and yesterday, due to blizzard conditions, it became illegal to drive. Craig stepped over the tantruming, bored-out-of-their-skulls children, put on his boots and said that he was going to “drive around and try to get arrested.” Then he proceeded to explain that he’d be “more likely to get fed and less likely to have to break up fights” in a jail cell than at home. That man is brilliant. All of this family time is making me miss the big house.
PPS. Tiffany and Heather M won our “Monkees in the Hood” contest. Free Hoodies coming your way! Comment or email your preferred sizes, please. Congrats!
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