Thank You, Dear Readers

Unexpressed gratitude is like winking at someone in the dark.  You know how you feel about them, but they don't.

So, please let me say something that I think often, but don't say nearly enough:

Thank you.

My husband listens to me discuss writing and blogging frequently, and through our conversations (or, more aptly, my monologues), I've realized something: Pink Dryer Lint has become important to me.  It's become a place where my life unfolds and comes to make sense, and it's happening right before your eyes.

I'm so grateful for your eyes.  You could be reading anything, yet you've chosen to stop here.  You've invested a few minutes of your day -- no doubt fraught with its own demands and distractions -- and I don't take your investment lightly.  In fact, I'm honored.

For those of you who follow regularly, leave an occasional comment, cast a daily vote for me, or silently read along, please know this:

I'm winking your way right now.  Thank you so much for joining me.