When a Sunflower Becomes Two – and Someone Still Finds Their Way Back

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Foreword

This post is about a sunflower with a twin soul, a blogger in pain – and the quiet joy of being found again.
It’s also a heartfelt thank you to you, the reader.
And a gentle reminder of why I write.

The sunflower that became two – and those of you who find your way here

We have a sunflower at home. It has a twin.
Or maybe it’s two growing from one. You decide.
I’ve never seen anything like it, and I love that sunflower. To me, it’s unique.

Unique – just like you who are reading this.
Every day, I’m amazed that you keep coming back.
It means the world to me.

When readers become like a circle of friends

Sometimes I wonder:
Why do you stay?
Why do you keep returning, day after day?

It feels like the number of readers has become a kind of friendship circle. A quiet community – even though I don’t know your names or who you are. Still, I feel it.
Like a warm presence.

When SSL issues feel like a silence

The blog hasn’t been secure lately.
Because of SSL issues, the site showed warnings – and I saw the numbers drop.
Yesterday, barely anyone clicked in. And today, nothing much until 3 PM.

But I wrote a post anyway.
And suddenly… there you were again.

If only you knew how happy that made me.

I thought it was over – for real.
Just like that time last month, when the whole site went down.
But you came back.

Thank you for reading – even the small things

Thank you.
From the heart.
Thank you for coming here.

I don’t always write about important things.
Sometimes I don’t even know why I write.
But I keep going. Because it helps me feel. Because I often don’t know what I think until I’ve written it down.

I used to believe you had to write about something important to be read.
Now I know better.
It’s not what I write that matters – it’s that I write.
And that you read.

Right now – here, with pain and gratitude

I’m sitting under the awning, outside our motorhome.
The air is warm, and the campground is full of people.
I haven’t moved around much today – my osteoarthritis is flaring up, and the pain is intense. Just short walks – to the bathroom, to refill water bottles.

I haven’t even dipped into the pool today.
But maybe tomorrow.
A cooling swim would be nice.

The sunflower as a symbol

The sunflower stretches toward the light – whether it stands alone or grows in twos.
Maybe we humans are the same.
We grow best when we’re allowed to be unique – and still stand beside someone.

That’s how I see you.
As a silent, living connection.

And then I saw you…

I only logged in to see if anyone had found their way back.
And there you were – visits from Keaaudhil and many others.
You made my afternoon so much better.

So thank you.
For being here.

Reflection

I don’t write to know – I write to understand.
And sometimes – not to feel so alone.

This blog has become my reflector.
Or maybe just someone I write to…

That you are here means more than you know.
Maybe you’re carrying something too.
We don’t always have to know what.
It’s enough that we pause – together.

Yesterday has already gone to rest in history. Tomorrow waits further ahead. But right now – this is where life is happening. – Carina Ikonen Nilsson