Sunday, October 7, 2007

And it’s goodbye from me…

Today is a rather bitter sweet day for me.

It is a relief to have the weight of TopBlogMag taken off my already excessively weighed down shoulders and yet it is with a deep sadness and a weird feeling of jealously and protectiveness towards this place that I hand over the reins to Megan from Velveteen Mind.

I would like to thank you all for your help, support and friendship over the last few months, it really has been a pleasure to get to know so many of you, and I want you to know that despite the need I have to free up this extra time in my life, you and TopBlogMag will be sorely missed.

I wish all the best of luck and hope that you keep reading and keep writing as I am sure this place is going to be taken to new and exciting heights under the guidance of Megan.

Goodbye and thank you once again,



Megan/ Velveteen Mind said...

You will be sorely missed.

You have no idea.

All I can say is thank you thank you thank you. I will make you proud.

Oh, and don't get too comfortable because I'll want you back to work writing for TopBlogMag ASAP.

I am a wicked editor, huh?

Love you, Heather. I'll take care of your baby. I promise. Just, uh, how do you feel about pink hair and tattoos for babies? No? Not so much? Come on!


Mama Zen said...

We'll miss you, Heather!

JohnH985 said...

We'll miss you Heather. I've enjoyed working with you for however long it's been. Take care of yourself.

Desert Songbird said...

Thank you for your hard work and contributions. Best wishes, Heather, for a happy life!

Misssy M said...

In a short time just look at all the bloggers you've gathered. Quite an achievement.

I for one will be hanging around the TBM and I have Heather and TBM to thank for some great new readers and some great new reads.

See you all over at Cre8Buzz.

Misssy M said...

Oh and good luck to Megan!

Sarah @ Real Life said...

You have done a great job, Heather. You should be so proud!

Liz said...

Heather, what a terrific idea you came up with, and look how it's blossomed!

"Just living is not enough," said the butterfly. "One must have sunshine, freedom and a little flower."

Carla said...

I wish you well Heather! Thank you for the amazing work you did! I am sure I will be seeing more of you!

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