The Last Furlong

Comments on the race of life.

Blogger love


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!


Author: Elizabeth

I'm someone also pounding the Path, just like you.. I'm retired, going into Old Age and loving my life. I'm hoping to remain happy and well for as long as possible. Old Age is not SO bad - yet!

2 thoughts on “Blogger love

  1. Exactly the same sentiments as myself. But you express them much better.

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