This Furlong, is profoundly moved by the closure of a blog I follow. Well, I really follow the personality of the blogger writing the blog. The person is dying, and today, they closed their blog.
I am choked with grief.
This happened before to me when the blogger I loved, disappeared from sight, and I discovered he had taken his own life.
I suffer from blogger love. In each post, I was given a personal gift from the mind of someone I barely knew, but on accumulation of little daily, weekly, gifts from them, I felt they were my dear friends.
Perhaps they never knew I existed – probably not. But they made a hell of a difference to me.
I am SO sorry they are gone!