Would you be my, could you be my…


The one man who loved me just the way that I was.

…won’t you be my Guest Blogger? Hi, Neighbor! πŸ™‚
So, do you now hear Mr. Rogers’ voice singing in your head? And the “ding-ding” of trolley cars?? Yeah, me too. Just checkin’.
Regardless of whether or not you recognize that handsome fellow, I’m looking for some help. The time has come for some brave and wonderful soul to be my very first guest blogger! I’ve not done this before, so I hope you will be patient with me. If you would be so gracious as to write an Intro for my readers, and then answer 2-3 questions about your own experience with mental illness/addiction, PLEASE leave me a comment below, saying as much. I haven’t any idea of whom I particularly want, but there are a few of my fabulous readers that I’m really hoping will step up.
Don’t be shy!
Remember, kids, “a friend who cares is a friend who shares“. πŸ˜‰
Look for a way-cool bit of Special Guest Bloggishness here-abouts, soon. (Woohoo! Are you excited? I am.)

Posted from my cabin in a pasture.


12 responses to “Would you be my, could you be my…

  1. “I’m willing to bear the pain if you’re willing to bear the shame”……aw sorry, that’s a quote from another lifetime. Sounds intriguing, looking forward to your new venture with your guest blogger.

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  2. I haven’t a clue what guest blogging entails, but I warmly welcome any opportunity to write. And I suspect that with 1,531 followers, that you’ve no doubt got sufficient volunteers for this prospect.

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