Striking a Chord: Post #100

The glory of the human experience is that we can relate to each other. No matter how many years go by in my life, I never stop seeing that. Sometimes I see it close up and personal, and sometimes I see it from afar and applaud, but I can always see it. In the midst of adversity, we have a knack for coming together and appreciating each other. Now, that’s not to say that some of us are simply miserable to each other, because some people are just like that. And that’s not to say that I haven’t on occasion been miserable to my fellow human beings.

See, it’s all about timing. Anyone can be miserable, but it’s how we handle it that changes everything. If we can arrest ourselves mid-misery and focus on the fact that we’re part of the human race, we can turn it around, but if we let it control us we will turn into one of those people we can’t stand.

Over the course of the past few days I have been reminded of the close-knit community that writers in particular share. We have a bond that transcends boundaries: no age, or gender, or sexual preference, or political viewpoints, or anything else overrides that connection we share as writers. And even deeper than that, it’s all about the words. These words, out in space, yet grounded in belief and understanding, are the divining rods that lead us to each other.

So, I just wanted to thank everyone who has connected with me over the past few days. For all those who appreciate my decision to forge my own path, and who like my writing style, and who are now following my blog, thank you. I am truly humbled, and I appreciate the connections we now share. I look forward to more of them.

Oh yes, and this was my 100th blog post. Cheers! Here’s to the next 100.

Sam