Several nights past, I.M. was sitting at the computer staring at his blog, but from his posture I could tell he was troubled. Everyone who knows I.M., whether as a relative or through his writing, knows that he is a person who looks at the bright side of things to the point of seeing that which is unseen by everyone else. When I asked him what was wrong, while at the same time rubbing his shoulders and back to help him relax, he just pointed to the screen.
This was so uncharacteristic of I.M. that I knew something was deeply troubling him. I knew I.M. would talk about what it was when he wanted to, and after a few minutes he turned around, relating that he was feeling bad because he knew I wanted to write an occasional blog entry for RV-Dreamers:):):), but he gets so involved in his own writing that he sometimes forgets about what my dreams are. Those few words, so packed with emotion and feeling, are one of the things that makes I.M. so special in ways that people who don’t really know him can never understand.
While I will keep those special parts of I.M. to myself, and if that is being selfish, so be it, the result of our conversation was that I.M. has proposed that I write an occasional blog post. Even though I.M. had done this once before I would never remind him of that or that he promptly forgot about it after I had written a post, and so I told him I would be thrilled to add a post on occasion if he would like. I knew the answer would be yes, which his eyes affirmed before he said the words, and so I hope you will not mind if from time to time something a little different appears as a post on these pages.
I have several ideas as to what type of subjects I would like to cover, though I sincerely hope that it will be more in the vein of sharing with you, and talking with you than merely words on a computer screen. To that end, I.M. has proposed that I write a “weekly column” and has already asked me to write my first column. I will leave it at this for now, and hope to visit with you again next week.