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  • A friend, who I know from Twitter and Facebook, told me about Cowbird and I joined. Thank you Patrick Prothe. I was too caught up with work to spend much time here.

    I was working for a local newspaper as an editor and in charge of two of the city pages. I’ll tell you that story some other time.

    Suffice it to say that the job, combined with my household responsibilities, took up almost all my time and by the end of the day, I was too dead to do anything more.

    Until the beginning of this month, April, when the paper shut down.

    Then I began to explore Cowbird. The stories, the pictures, the voices...it mesmerized me. I could not get enough of it. I explored as many stories as I could (I didn’t know I could “love” them at the time, so I plan to go back and find all those stories and rectify that).

    Each story is an experience, it is my chance to see through the eyes of another person, feel the emotions they felt, inhale the same air, tingle with fear when they were terrified, laugh at things they found funny and to live another life.

    It is also a community of real people. People who trust each other to at least empathize with them if not agree.

    They are all wonderful storytellers. You are all wonderful people.

    When I posted my first story, I felt rather embarrassed to be adding my squawk to these great melodies.

    And then, someone loved my first story. I couldn’t believe it. It was an exhilarating feeling; like I had been accepted into this special group of scribes. I felt grateful.

    SR Cloud, thank you for that first encouraging “love”.

    Each time someone “loves” my story, or joins my "audience" I feel almost the same way. I am grateful to each one of you for the wonderful welcome. Although I do not think my stories match the class and perfection of many of you, I hope to get there someday.

    The photograph above seemed most appropriate because these feelings and moments are as fleeting as the bubbles children play with, but we never forget the joy they gave us.
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