There was a time when that group was constantly active, to the point of almost being unable to keep up with the posts. but those days are long gone, I'm sad to say. What makes it sad is that I met a lot of friends there, good friends, some of which are close to me to this very day. Still, as times have changed, so has the group, and we haven't hardly posted to it anymore.
This doesn't surprise me, really. As blogging became bigger and bigger, the need and draw of e-mail lists has diminished severely. Most of us have blogs where we rant about our day-to-day things and get plenty of responses, and the family feel of FA just dissolved.
I joined FA after the first wave of people started it. Truth be told, there's really only three of us left that remember the OLD old days of the group. One of those is now the owner of the group. As time passed, she had less and less to do with the group, to the point that she was rarely around.
I was made a moderator, and took the job seriously. When I needed her to do some things, she gave me more access to do it myself. As the group slowly died, it fell to me to try and keep the place going. More than once, we talked about letting FA go, and always we've tried not to admit that it's day had passed, tried to hold on to it for sentimental reasons. Finally, though, I and others really felt the time had come. We spoke up, and started to decide on plans.
First, our erstwhile owner spoke up, making an excuse to make up for her lack of presence. I felt for her, it was no excuse for the amount of ignorance she's shown for the last three years. When I expressed this opinion, along with my thoughts on the whole situation and options for how we could handle it all, her response made me feel that my work was not appreciated.
Well, that hurt. After all I've done, after all the work and sweat I've put into FA for the last three years, trying to make it something that it once was, to have that said to me hurt a lot. It also showed me that whatever "family" we might have once had was gone. Suddenly, the sound of the swan song rang in my ears. With one last long post, I expressed my thoughts and feelings, and said goodbye.
6 years. 6 years I've been a part of that group, and 6 years it's been a part of my life. I hated saying goodbye...but all good things come to an end; I'd rather bow out and walk away than sit by and idly watch it rot.
*Note: I considered posting the actual messages that were posted, but that's a little too dramatic. ;)
*Second note: after my initial posting, I felt this post was a bit unfair, and I reworded a lot of it. Also, she and I talked offlist about things, and I feel a lot better about it all. I'm still gone, and I still stand behind my leaving, but I feel like I've managed to salvage and keep an old friendship...and that means more to me than anything.