There were hundreds upon hundreds of unread blog posts in my RSS Reader when I fired it up this morning. The blogosphere knows no downtime.
At first I was daunted. I still feel a little wobbly after last week’s events. And usually when I read the marcomm blogs, I am tensed for action: to comment; to forward to my team; to moan about a competitor’s victory; to drill a great new idea into my head.
But as I spent an hour or so reading through the posts, I felt pretty good. If I’ve learned anything since January 1, I re-learned the importance of family; I felt the comfort that comes from the renewal of old bonds.
I’m not going to suggest that my blogger buddies are like kin. They’re not: they are friends, acquaintances, competitors. They are the community I am a part of, every weekday from 9am to 5pm.
I was glad to see them hard at work. I became eager to rejoin their ranks.