There are times when silence has the loudest voice. ~Leroy Brownlow

I'm not sure when it happened, but, I did go out of this world in silence. I left the blog that had become my online home, packed up my virtual sack, tied it to a stick and slipped away with it thrown heavily over my shoulder. I quit speaking and even posting photos with quotes. I'm not sure what caused me to do it. Perhaps it was because I had read many bloggers being torn up for bad grammar, insulted for their opinions, ridiculed in their own blog homes. I had seen stalkers in action and piracy on the high seas off Digiland and the Realm Of Photography. I quit writing with my heart, I think, because I am unwilling to let anything negative touch it. I know people that are so jaded that it makes me sad. People that only want to see the negative, find the wrongs and uglies of this world in the guise of "the truth" and bring them out into harsh daylight completely willing to hurt anyone in the process. It may be their truth but it is certainly not mine, mine is beautiful, positive, and filled with light. So, I walked away to keep my reality alive. It wasn't a conscious decision, just a slow progression. It wasn't that there were any negative comments here. I have been fortunate enough to come across the sweetest people here, other than the pirates of course, and them... I just don't get.
This morning, I came home, here, and I really looked around. Other than the cobwebs, it's vacant. The heart of the place is gone. It had to happen. I mean, if I'm not writing and just dropping off freebies it's really nothing more than a getting spot. I don't like it. I read a while back on another blog people complaining about designers who wrote about themselves and their lives on their own blogs. The argument went a little like, just show us the kits, give us the freebies, it's a digi blog, I don't want to know about the designer. Ok, fine, but that's called a store not a blog. If you have a blog you should be able to write whatever you want, that's what it's for. If you're visiting a blog and you don't want to read, don't read, that's your prerogative. Why criticize someone for sharing a piece of them with you that's worth far more than an element or paper? Just don't read, no comment necessary.
The silence that lives here spoke loud to me today. It needed to be filled. This is my blog, this is my online home, this is where I speak. This is not a digi blog, it has digi gifts in it but those things are not the whole of it. If you are here just for those then skip the writing, I totally understand and you are welcome as always. If you are here for more, if you find we share things in common and connect, I am pleased to have you here. Say hi, I don't bite, really, and hearing nice things from you always does my heart good.
A lady I met online, Nana Diana, through her
blog, coined the phrase Blove and I love it! You should go read about it and her (And, by the way, I'm not sending you there for her giveaway. I actually didn't realize she had one going until I went to get you the link just now.). I'm suggesting you go there because she is sweet and uplifting. It's actually her that made me want to come home again. While absent I have been reading and following blogs, her's I visit nearly every day. She fills her blog with stories of family, love, and always with a touch of humor that makes me smile. Through her I have found even more lovely bloggers who, like I did at one time, enjoy the positive aspect of blogging. It was refreshing and left me wanting to blog again and realize how much I have missed it and the virtual community. It was at one point a morning ritual for me along with a hot cup of coffee. Ok, a hot pot coffee, I do love coffee.
Anyway, it feels good to be home and rambling again... regardless of who likes it or not.