So, here we are. This is the last blog entry at Astrologydating.com. Feel free to shed a tear -- I know I'm not done yet with those -- but there is great joy hidden inside the grief.
This place brought people together. Is there anything more important than that? That we come to know each other with affection? I doubt it. They say that no one on their deathbed wishes they had spent more time at work, but in the case of this site it's almost true in my case. The last six years of my life have been a wild ride, and this place has consistently been the sanest and safest and most decent part of it. May you find a job like that some day.
This place game me the greatest boss in the world -- Hilary Young. I have my doubts that any of you have had or will ever had a boss who embodies the ideals of decency and understanding and intelligence that she has. May you find a boss like her some day.
For all the experience writing for this site has given me that I could put on a resume, it's nothing compared to the human capital I've acquired through this experience. I intend to pay that forward for as long as I draw breath.
As for you, Dear Reader? Life goes on for you as it does for me. Why not drop me a line -- the address is email@example.com. Mention this site and I'll probably send you a freebie or give you a discount on a reading or something. Don't thank me for that though... thank Hilary.
It's a bit frustrating when someone like me (who writes for a living) knew that something was coming but still can't find the words. So, as we who write are prone to do... we steal someone else's words and call it a quote.
"During all the years I've been taking care of you, you in return have been taking care of me... One day, I shall come back. Yes, I shall come back. Until then, there must be no regrets, no tears, no anxieties. Just go forward in all your beliefs and prove to me that I am not mistaken in mine. Goodbye..."
Good night, Hilary. Good night, astrologydating.com. What you have done here will echo in eternity in ways you or I can barely imagine.
And finally: good night, Dear Reader. We'll meet again.