I have been blogging for years now and made many friends,especially in the community where I blog about my cat. We have shared many ups and downs. There are always hugs and someone to talk when a cat dies. Or just someone to talk to when you’re worried. They were a group that raised money when someone needed something–whether for a pet or for themselves. When people were out of work and worried about rent, auctions were done so they would not have to make a choice between cheaper housing or losing their pet.
We found out last night that one of the long time bloggers died. She had an infection. She wrote she was doing better and then last night her sister posted on her Facebook wall that she had died last week. It was such a shock. There are dozens of people who never met this woman who are talking about how she moved through their lives and they will miss her.
I have to wonder if she knows just how much those chats and emails and posts meant to those who read her regularly. Did she ever realize that the things people remember most were not the great posts she may have made but those small kindnesses that came naturally?
Do any of us know just how many lives we really touch and the small ways that can make such a difference?