My 14th blog anniversary has come and gone. Ooops, it slipped away unnoticed.
I just realized I missed the date: November 24, which I commemorate annually with a post.
The coronavirus lockdown, now on its 9th month, has made the passing of days a blur for me.
“What day is today?”
That’s usually the question I ask Tony or my sons. Except for Sunday, which stands out because I look forward to attending our virtual worship service and listening to God’s message, every day seems the same. Unvaried, unhurried.
Back to my blog anniversary . . . if you had given birth to a kid on November 24 fourteen years ago, he would perhaps be in junior high today.
That’s how long I have been blogging. Hah! And some friends thought I could not sustain the rhythm.
I have; I blog every four days or less, without miss. That calls for a celebration, doesn’t it?
My numbers speak for themselves:
- 1,447 blog posts (from 1345 last year)
- 1,077,00 blog hits (from 882,000 last year)
My blog birthday cake candles have been lit and I am about to blow them with a wish.
May I always be grateful for the grace that lights my way all through the week, whether it’s a Monday, a Tuesday, a Wednesday, a Thursday, a Friday, a Saturday, and yes, a Sunday!
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