Earlier this evening, someone left a comment on a 2017 blog post. Here it is:
Earlier today I listened to previous podcast that you were on. I was moved by your passion to be a voice for the unsolved murders, in Nova Scotia. You displayed so much empathy and compassion for the loved ones,..."the voice for the voiceless"!
In regards to this blog post, I am sorry that you were bullied in school. School is so tough, and to add being bullied, just makes it that much tougher. Please know, I'm proud of you, even though I don't know you personally, I'm still proud of you as a fellow human being. You are a shining light in the darkness, of this mixed up crazy world! Keep on keeping on!
God Bless You
Well, wasn't that lovely? I did not expect that. It made my day. While we're at it, it made my week, my month, and my year.
Oftentimes, with the Frank articles about unsolved murders and missing persons, and the occasional follow up podcasts I record with Jordan Bonaparte, I think that I am broadcasting to an empty stadium. That my articles are going out to the magazine, and they are either read avidly, or not at all. That nobody is out there, that nobody cares, and that this is all an elaborate and time consuming near-Sisyphean task. But then I get a comment like that, and it puts things into perspective.
It puts into perspective that the untold hours I spent trying to keep my Plex Media Server up and running could be better spent sleeping, or eating or going for walks or doing anything else than the time I put into keeping PMS up and running. I am actively considering other streaming servers here at home. As long as they work and don't cause me the grief that PMS does.
(Ha! PMS! Lovely acronym, given what an ginormous pain in the nether regions it is to keep it up and running.)
I read the comment to Patricia after I saw it show up on my phone. She wanted to know who had written it. It just said "anonymous", but I can put two and two together and guess that a woman wrote it. Very few men have the innate sense of decency to even think of writing something like the above. I know I don't.
Ms. Anonymous, thank you so much for writing that comment. It meant a great deal to me. It has given me some strength to continue this fight to continue this process.
Now, do I spend 30 minutes trying to get Plex up and running yet again? Become frustrated to the point of being unable to sleep all night? Or do I get it up and running tomorrow?
Tomorrow, it is!
See you then!
Good day BevBoy,
Within the stars we find twinkles,
Within the moon we find guiding light,
Within the sun we find comforting warmth,
Within people we find goodness...
.....Thank You, for being you!
My sincerest apologies for being a year in change late, You, "Made My Day"!
Maybe, just maybe, if the world turns in my favor, I will be granted to tell my story to you.
Be safe, be well and I wish you "Happy Feet for Happy Trails", in your retirement ��
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