Where are you? I miss you. You've been gone so long. You took with you all the fun stuff we used to do like sewing and those crazy pictures you used to take. Remember those pictures? Any and everything, you name it, you photographed it. Nothing was safe from you and that camera. Your pictures weren't bad either. Oh, they weren't great, but they were OK, and they really improved as time went on. Back when you used to blog here that is. You used to find stuff to talk about, even when there really wasn't anything to talk about, you talked anyway. I liked that. I liked it when you talked about stuff that probably wasn't all that interesting. At least you were talking. And taking pictures. And making things that you could talk about and take pictures of. I miss you. I miss the eyes you viewed the world with, eyes full of excitement for the beauty that is all around, beauty in the everyday. You used to talk with other ladies who blogged. You liked those ladies and learned so much from them. Don't you miss that? Are you still out there somewhere?
Maybe you just got lost in the shuffle of life. Too many things to do to stop and take pictures. Maybe you thought people were tired of what you had to say and maybe instead of talking about anything, like you always had, you felt like you should talk about something important. Something that mattered. Something that made sense. Instead of blabbering on about the randomness of your day, perhaps you have been waiting to say something "worthy" of being said. Or it could be that you have just gotten lazy. Talking about nothing in general and taking photos of any old thing takes time and energy. Maybe you have just decided to be a big ole couch potato. Maybe you don't want to try new things and improve on what you already know...
Maybe you were abducted by aliens... You ran away with the circus, or Brad Pitt. Hey, it could happen. Whatever has kept you away, can you please come back? I really miss you.
Love your quiet and unispired friend,
A
