When I woke this morning, my world felt different - like something was missing. And something is. Yesterday David McMahon - the man behind authorblog - told us all that he was done.
The first thing I thought of this morning as I opened my eyes, was that I would not be seeing the familiar link on my sidebar at the top of the page letting me know that as usual David had posted. I admit that's an unusual thing to think of as you open your eyes, but this is a momentous event people. This is something that will change the routine of at least a thousand people around the world. That's huge in the blogging world.
I feel a sadness inside of me that he has gone, but I know he is going off to look after his life, to look after what he wants to do instead of giving his all to the rest of us. I should be happy for him - and I am. But I'm unhappy for myself. I am already missing him and it's like losing a close friend.
No - he's not dead - but it almost feels like it to me.
This is not an obituary folks, this is an ode to a man who showed the blogging world what unselfishness means. David spent his time letting people know about other blog posts he thought people should read and listed them in his Post of the Day. Not just one - but at least six at a time. I have been honoured more than once to make his list. Each time I found one of my posts on his list I felt special - like I had won an oscar for best writing - and the rest of my day would have a glow about it because David had mentioned me.
Besides his Posts of the Day - David showed us what photography is about and he taught us to keep our eyes open and to look at everything. I have often looked at his photos and marveled at how he could take the ordinary and show me how beautiful it could be. Nothing seemed to escape David's attention - not even me.
Once a week David 'roasted' someone and interviewed them, bringing them to the notice of the blogging world with easy questions that let us tell our own story of why we blog. Again David featured me as one of his 'roasts' and I was thrilled beyond belief.
It takes a lot of work to do a blog post every single day. It takes something special to do what David did for us all. Besides his daily posts, David also showed us what being a good human being is all about.
I've read David's book - Vegemite Vindaloo - and I thoroughly enjoyed it. My only disappointment was that it wasn't signed by David. I hold out hopes that one day - if David ever visits Canada again, that I might be able to stand in line during a book tour and have him sign it for me.
I envy the fact that he is going off to concentrate on his novels. I'm sure he is going to put as much dedication into that as he did with authorblog. And, after reading Vegemite Vindaloo, I'm sure that anything else that comes from his pen is going to be something worth reading.
What comes to mind as I say my farewell to David McMahon is something that is written in my grandmother's autograph book. This message was written in 1897 by one of my grandmother's friends as she was getting ready to move from one part of Canada to another. I put it here as I think of David's move from blogging back into the world of being an author.
"Better loved you cannot be. Will you not come back again?"