Reflections on Px
I'm so sad about all of this. I joined px several years ago now. And I remember when it closed for awhile but came back. During that time, I was so new to it that it didn't impact me the way the news does now.
Everyday I go to my mailbox. Everyday there's a chance something will make me smile, laugh or be intrigued. It's become more then a website for me, it's become part of my life.
I walk around and I see things - stationary, postcards, trinkets - and I think about how that would be cool to send to someone. I collect things specifically to pass along to others. I have a shelf full of different types of paper, cardstock, postcards, stickers, stamps, pens, markers, crayons, and something from every isle in the craft store which I bring out and use to create. Create something to give away into the world; something which someone else will receive and hopefully enjoy.
I don't get out much. I haven't seen any of the world. But the world comes to me and I get to reach out and touch the world through px. It's a gateway and a portal to the possible.
I've suffered through the drama - both first hand and simply watching it run like a virus through the site. But I've also seen the kindness and the goodness of it. I've seen people come together and lift each other up. Through it all, there's been a light shinning through from the core of it's being. And that light has illuminated us all at one point in time or another.
Thank you px. Thank you Jack. Thank you to our postal workers who carried these small moments of joy into our lives. And thank you to everyone who took the time to spread kindness rather then hate. You've all touched my life and I'm happy I was able to come along for the ride and possibly touch some of yours as well.