It’s been 15,000 days since I was born. It is a meaningless number, but I felt like I should mention it.
I wish my mom was around to celebrate this milestone. She’d undoubtedly think it was really cool.
Posts tagged “anniversary”
Fifteen Years of Blogging!
And just like that: It’s been fifteen years since I started blogging on this site. It seems like only yesterday that I wrote a post celebrating my fourteenth year, and the spaces between the years get smaller every day.
Beethoven’s “Moonlight” Sonata was published on this date in 1802. Its real name is the slightly less evocative “Piano Sonata No. 14 in C Sharp Minor, Opus 27, No. 2,” and its Italian subtitle is translated as “almost a fantasy.” In 1832, five years after Beethoven’s death, a German critic compared the sonata to the effect of moonlight shining on Lake Lucerne, and the interpretation became so popular that, by the end of the century, the piece was universally known as the “Moonlight Sonata.” Beethoven himself had attributed the emotion of the piece to sitting at the bedside of a friend who had suffered an untimely death.
The Writer’s Almanac
Anniversary
Crisis on Infinite Earths
Another Anniversary
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
Fourteen Years
And just like that: It’s been fourteen years since I started blogging on this site. It seems like only yesterday that I wrote a post celebrating my thirteenth year, and the spaces between the years gets smaller every day.
Kathleen A. Gagne
My mom died one year ago today. It simultaneously feels like it was only yesterday and like it was a thousand years ago. I miss her so much that there is an actual ache in my heart. She died much too young. It was undeserved and unfair and unjust and I still rage inside that
A Sunny Day
I spent a half-dozen painful hours on the phone exactly one year ago tonight. My mom had been rushed to the emergency room and I was desperate for answers. The hospital had told me she was fine; she had a urinary tract infection which was causing acute temporary dementia, but they’d given her some antibiotics and sent her back to the assisted living facility and told me not to worry. I’d been worrying non-stop for months and wasn’t about to stop then.
Thirteen. Years.
It’s hard to believe that I’ve been actively blogging for thirteen years now. And yet here we are. I wonder how many people remember that this site was originally called “bling”? That was short for “rambling”, which is what I felt like I always did here. Thirteen years is a long time to be rambling