We lose track of time when we are young and that precarious hold on one part of our orientation to four dimensions becomes even more tenuous as we retire, lose loved ones, become housebound, and in many ways have a more limited existence.

Our time here on Our Salon for some seems to exist out of time.  For some of us it is the writing that makes this happen, and for others it is the time spent reading, commenting and discussing.

We come from all kinds of backgrounds, and the nature and extent of our experiences come out in bits and pieces. 

The nature of blogging has changed over the past couple of decades.

That’s right; it has been a couple of decades.

“The term "weblog" was coined by Jorn Barger on 17 December 1997. The short form, "blog," was coined by Peter Merholz, who jokingly broke the word weblog into the phrase we blog in the sidebar of his blog Peterme.com in April or May 1999.”

Our older daughter began blogging in the early days.  The oldest entry I can find of hers under any of her multiple name changes and aliases was in 2005, and that may be about when she began.  Her blogging was part of a social networking project among parents of children on dialysis and with other life threatening illnesses.  Over time our granddaughter had a kidney transplant and our daughter’s life became less confined to being a dialysis nurse/parent.

In 2009 Salon Media Group opened an experimental project called Open Salon.  A friend who had been a newspaper journalist shared a link to the site and I joined.  It was a heady time in blogging.  A large number of excellent writers tried out the site, for various reasons, and dropped out, moved on or stayed as part of a social network.  In 2015, due to its very nature – being open – it was overcome with spam and was closed in 2015.  There were writers whose posts went “viral” who got hundreds of thousands of “hits”.  My best was over 30,000.

When it became clear to everyone that Open Salon was going to fold a group of friends set up a new social network of writers; Our Salon.

It has been twelve years since I started writing.  I did it because I had become essentially blind, retired, and needed something to keep me going in a life limited, essentially, to reading and writing on a computer with accessibility software.

Writing – being here – has made my life much richer than it would have been, and I’m thankful for that.

As we have all gotten older some names that showed up all of the time suddenly disappeared.  In some cases we know what happened.  In others we have been in the dark.  We have little way of asking unless another member, who knows the member personally, lets us know. 

That’s how we knew about James Mark Emmerling.  It’s how we knew about nanatehay’s brother.  Otherwise, the screen just goes dark.  We don’t get to say goodbye, or have a memorial or find closure.

A “friend”, here and previously on Open Salon, has not been heard from in a while.  JMac, today and 1947, has had health issues and has been looking after a brother with a serious health issue.  He has been asked about.  Some of us have sent personal messages to him and, at least for me, there has been no response.

Some people just get busy with life and disappear for a while and then come back.  Hopefully, that is the case here.

Maybe we could all write our own obituaries with the stipulation that the home town newspaper, or funeral home send a copy here after we move on?

I think we would all like to say goodbye to all of our virtual friends when the last entry came because the writer took the last exit.

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Comment by Rodney Roe on November 8, 2017 at 1:33pm

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Comment by Rosigami on November 8, 2017 at 2:14pm

I don't know exactly when I stopped feeling "immortal", but it's been a while now. It was sometime after I had kids; feeling myself move up a generation. 
The losses to our group here and on the old Open Salon have made me think about just what you've described, Rodney.
If ourrsalon continues on- and I have to say I have some doubts about that- and I am still a part of it when my time comes, then I'm pretty sure the info will get here. 

My BLP is not on oursalon, but he is on FB a lot more than I am. If I go first I am pretty sure he will make that known. Unless he's ancient and senile by that time, then all bets are off.
There are enough cross-posters between here and there, I think.

The idea of writing my own obit frankly never occurred to me. Actually I would probably just write a goodbye message. Let other eulogize me if they so choose. I won't know and I won't care anyway!

Comment by alsoknownas on November 8, 2017 at 2:38pm

I tried writing my obit but I just ended up liking the guy so much it didn't seem right to let him go.

BTW: Somebody mentioned knowing of Jmac's whereabouts in the last few weeks.

Comment by Ron Powell on November 8, 2017 at 2:39pm

My OS  profile bio is the long version of my obituary.

I can't think of much more I would want to say or have said about me and my life...

Here's a question: Should your obituary be about what you think of yourself,  or should it be about what others think about you?

http://oursalon.ning.com/profile/RonPowell

Good post, quite provocative.

Comment by koshersalaami on November 8, 2017 at 6:05pm

Good question. 

I might write a fairwell message, but not an obituary. My life is for others to evaluate. 

One guy, I forget his name, was an occasional poster. He went silent and someone here found his obituary six months later. But he blogged under his own name. I doubt anyone here has a real name completely unknown to everyone else here. 

I just talked for about an hour on the phone to another blogger here. 

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