June 30, 2008

An Emptiness in Tennessee

It feels... odd... when death strikes the blogosphere. Very often we know not the person, in person, but we feel we know them from having read them for so long. In reading their blogs, we get a peek into their minds, a look into their pasts, and a view of what they hope for in the future.

Bloggers can pull us through their lives, making us feel a part of it, even if in reality, we are but voyeurs. Good bloggers... make you connect with them... feel as if you are sitting in their family room talking and laughing, sharing in their joys, crying with them in their lows. Some may not expose the lows, but you still connect, or feel you do... it is an odd medium this blogging.

When death strikes the blogosphere for me it is an odd emotion. It is a sadness. It feels, puzzling I guess. A void has appeared, a creative void you know never can be filled. You will no longer laugh at their childhood antics, grin at the crazy thoughts that loomed large that day, and commiserate on days that just didn't... go right.

I thought I'd meet him in October and now I know I never will. That is my loss...


Posted by Boudicca at June 30, 2008 09:30 PM | TrackBack

.... yes, yes he certainly was...

Posted by: Eric at July 1, 2008 06:16 AM

The Unexpected Visitor calls on bloggers, too, alas.

Posted by: Elisson at July 1, 2008 05:46 PM

Roomie's post was so eloquent and so touching. My heart aches for her.

Posted by: Bob at July 1, 2008 10:02 PM

That must have been really hard for her to write. Especially the part about the coffee cup. I hope she has lots of family and friends nearby.

Posted by: PeggyU at July 2, 2008 01:23 AM

That's how I felt... it had to be so very hard to write and the coffee cup, something so very personal.

Posted by: Bou at July 2, 2008 09:39 AM