There are about 1.8 billion web pages online as I write this. Which means, the current post and any other post for that matter, forms just 0.00000005321% of the world wide web. That’s a whole new level of being one in a billion!
So, here I am, in one corner of the world but thanks to Tim Berners-Lee, I am able to connect with all of you. I am a small blogger gathering about fifty views on my very best days and none on most days. But I was intrigued when one particular post of mine seemed to invite a considerable number of visits and the referrer was Google Search.
It is this one: A Letter to My Deceased Mother.
So I googled it up and voila! To my utter surprise, my small heartfelt post came up second in the search, sitting snugly amongst the SEO-blessed posts from popular websites! To quell my disbelief, I googled it up on my dad’s phone, my grandmother’s phone (while she was sleeping… shh), my ‘cool-dude’ cousin’s laptop and also asked another cousin to confirm the same. It ranked in the top five each time!
Here is a screenshot of my search:
I inferred that the sudden popularity of the said post was due to the ongoing “Mother’s Day” season.
It’s a bittersweet day for those of us who aren’t privileged to thank her for just her very being. One is reminded of painful “happy memories.” There’s no way to stop them. The banners on the streets, the offers at restaurants and the ads on YouTube (when you unsuccessfully try to escape from the world’s celebrations of Mother’s Day) seem to call your attention to just that.
And I, like several others, seek solace from blog posts authored by souls who have been through the same. I nod my head, wipe a tear and blow my nose. A few reads later, I am much more peaceful and much more forgiving of the world.
Today, I feel humbled and thankful that I have been able to do the same for so many others. It gives me a sense of fulfilment when I am able to reach out to other children (whatever your age may be) who have lost their moms and tell them it’s okay. To tell them it is okay to cry. To tell them strong doesn’t mean keeping to oneself. To tell them strong means sharing your grief and overcoming it. To tell them that this too shall pass. To tell them that life even though it seems impossible, will move on. To tell them it will eventually get better.
Like I said, for a small blogger like me, this is a big achievement. And I thank you all for being there and helping me come up to this level. WordPress has provided a wonderful platform for my thoughts and I’m really grateful for that.