Transient blogging birthday message with a wisdom nugget à la Crys

On my calendar it says “DLil‘s birthday” which makes me sad because DLil disappeared off the face of the planet a long time ago after she told us she was depressed. (Remember her? Some of you do.) I hope she’s ok, better, on the happy side, and still listening to Howard. Miss you, sweetie. Happy birthday.

People come and go in our lives. We should remember to enjoy those people while they are in our lives and think fondly of them after we mourn their exit from our lives (for whatever that reason may be). Life happens, circumstances change, but that doesn’t mean we need to be resentful of the changes in life. Embrace change, and take comfort that if you allow good people into your life you’ll have an endless supply. :smiles:

19 thoughts on “Transient blogging birthday message with a wisdom nugget à la Crys

  1. Fuck you.

    (Better?)

    Seriously, you know I’m introspective, random, and I speak from the heart. Just because the post directly below this one was making fun of an angel who had candle-wax-cum all over her face doesn’t mean I can’t give a Crys nugget of advice once in a while. :pfft:

  2. I remember DLil fondly.

    In regard to your thoughts on folks entering & leaving our lives, I think you know I am like-minded.

  3. I do know this, yes. :smiles: I just hate the part where it hurts when you notice/know someone is moving on from you, but as you know, I’m not ever gonna let that stop me from giving my whole heart to my friends while they let me.

  4. B, :love:

    Crys, I am very glad to hear that, since I boldly stuck your name on it. I was, of course, thinking of your serious blog when I added you to the title. I love that blog. (I love them both, but I gain more wisdom from the new one.)

  5. OMG. That is so nice and so touching and, well, I could blather on for days about how you remembered me on my birthday. That’s a true friend.

    This is a real day brightener. Thank you, Poppy.

  6. Awwwww, you’re welcome, DLil. Now, if I can just remember your birthday next year without a calendar. Hmm. Hafta figure that one out.