June 7, 2013

• A Trip Down Memory Lane

  

  I remember when I first met @Donkey_Guy_10 in person. It was a horrible disappointment. I imagined a bucked tooth hairy beast with long floppy ears and a swishy tail, but instead he was rather sophisticated and debonair, not at all what I expected. Still, he was entertaining in his way, that is if you like subtle humor and a quick wit. Donkey_guy was my first non family friend here on Xanga.

  I remember when I met @Seedsower for the first time. She was standing with my sisters and I knew, the stories my mother told us as a child about selling our naughty sister Josephine to the gypsies was true. I am just glad that after 45 years we found her and were able to be reunited.

  I remember when I met @DanishDoll and her husband, @Ihatepeas. She was sooooo tiny and small, but had the biggest heart warming smile. A real glow!

  I remember when I met the @Dreadpirate too. He drove a battered pick up truck from somewhere south and stayed with us in our home. Danged son of a gun stole a plank from my cabin before he left. I'll not forget that. I chased him halfway across the state trying to get that plank back but to no avail. He vanished into the foggy hills of Allegany county.

  I have met a lot of people in person that I first met on Xanga. We celebrated holidays and birthdays together, played coed naked twister, gone skinny dipping in the pond and flung rubber bands at a ceiling fan. Many of my Xanga friends have shared meals with my family, for which I am ever joyed. I was looking forward to meeting more of you in person. Perhaps it may still be possible.

  If for some reason though we never meet face to face don't think for one minute that I don't cherish our friendships. Some of you have become as close a friend as I have ever had, even if we are separated by thousands of miles.

  I have learned about many cultures and walks of life, been granted a glimpse into the homes and hearts of countless mothers and fathers struggling with daily life, tried to offer a word of kindness or helpful hint whenever I could think of one. Xanga has been a place where not only have we been amused by the drama kings and queens of the internet, but a place where we ourselves have found a sense of purpose, acceptance and belonging, even as we argued over opposing points of views.

  Yes. I have nothing but fond memories of my time here on Xanga, and I had hoped that Xanga would outlive me, but that very well may not be the case. I think every person deep down in the depths of their spirit desires an iota of immortality. This is why we reproduce, or create art and music, poetry and prose, so that a small piece of our being might be passed down through the generations. I secretly had believed that the internet might also be one possible way to achieve that as well. They say, once "it" enters the web it never can be erased. Maybe that really isn't true.

  Nothing lasts forever, so let's make the most of our time here, now. I propose a party. A party a day, every day until the end of Xanga I, and then if Xanga II happens we'll have a bigger party. We need a place to have our party... Hmmmm who would make a good party host? I know! I volunteer @Shining_Garnet. Her place is small but hopping! We can cram a lot of people in there and get real close, if you know what I mean! Don't forget to bring some snacks...

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