And the first thing I saw this morning was a post on FB from Drummer (some of you young'uns don't remember him, but he's a legend around this site) and it brought back so many memories...
20 years ago (on my 50th birthday) I was so DOWN in the dumps.. I'd just been diagnosed with CH and my mom had just died and I was not handling things well at all... Four years later things had really gone to hell in a hand-basket.. I had turned chronic and my husband had had a stroke and I was really in the pits..
THEN I found CH.com and found out I was not alone. The difference in where I was then and where I am today is totally amazing when I look back on it.
Seeing the post from Drummer (Dave Greenly) brought back the trip to New York and meeting him at the airport and being amazed that he wasn't a stranger (first time I'd seen him and we recognized each other on site in a crowded airport). Then at the hotel, Kip biting my neck and saying, "Hi Mom" and me calling him by name before I ever turned around (and I'd never seen nor talked to him). And Elaine standing there.. No strangers in that group. And then the week in Drummer's garage and the friendships that were bonded.
The FIRST OUCH convention in Vegas.. Meeting people that I'd just posted to on this website... it was totally awesome. lcbob (the man who coined the OUCH name one night and a great guy).
Meeting Bob P for the first time (gosh he was taller in person!) And of course DJ (and the hot tub with the bubble bath). And Arnold (who doesn't remember Arnold?) and all the others... and no one a stranger.
And then Atlanta and being met at the airport by "friends" - one Italian in particular (Riccardo) with some "garlic kisses".
Then thru the years all the others ... showing up at Bob G's house and we were "family".. getting off the bus at the hotel in LA and being enveloped in a big bear hug by Lennie (who I'd never met before) and it was love at first hug... Going to FL for a cookout with about a dozen CHers for the weekend... Several Chers coming to my house for hot dogs and hamburgers and a fish fry (and the guys doing the cooking). Pete and his friend coming down to "hog hunt" and making sure I was taking my D3 "properly".
And the phone calls that, over the years, that have come out of the blue from friends (and usually when I'm down) that have brightened my day or cheered me up. I can't even begin to tell what this has meant.
All in all, this site has been a lifeline to a lot of us, but it's meant a lot to me and I've met so many of you on here and the bonds have been forged so you ain't gettin' rid of me. I really don't think I could have made it without you guys.
So my birthday wish for each of you is that we all reach PF status. I love you all.