Shes no Agony Aunt

I was checking this site that gave site rankings. I tried my blog to see what results it would give. Hadnt seen my blog page for ages now and I was suddenly attracted to reading what I had written some two years back. A friend, the only person who read my blogs then wrote something inspired from one of my writings. And for reasons I wanted to read what she had writtent then. Its strange how differently you can feel about the same literature over time. Every time you realise you've found another perspective to it. I remembered the link to her page so it was easy reaching there but unlike mine she had a huge archive and after some unintelligent searching I found what I was looking for. I use a dial-up-connection that engages my telephone. So I saved the page to read it later.After having read what I had written before her, when I finally sat to read the page,I realised it had 6 comments. Curious on what I and others had commented,I reconnected to get back to her page and then on the comments. It read that she intended to help me in some way. I had thanked her for lending words to my expression.
Reading it again today, I want to thank her for trying to tell me that 'it was love and it was worth it'. I like the idea of having someone like you as a friend, a counsellor. But dont extend that service to the masses - ' Agony Aunt '. lol .