April 2007 archive
I will resume posting regularly on Tuesday, May 1st. The series Women Who Run With the Wolves will resume on Monday, May 7th. “Friday Favorites” will resume Friday, May 4th.
I remember when I was a teenager, about 13 or 14 years old. I was in our basement singing a song being played on the radio – in falsetto, to be sure. Yet I believed at the time that my voice was so pretty, that I sung every note perfectly. But my older brother Sidney (he passed away in 1999 of an AIDS-related illness) had different thoughts. He yelled down the stairs, “Who’s that singing? It sounds terrible! You can’t sing!”
From that time on, I never sung a song in front of anyone. That bird was caged. Her song shut up in her soul.
Subsequently, when I was in the car with any family member and one of my favorite songs came on the radio, I wouldn’t sing aloud – I might mouth the words, but not actually let a note come out of my mouth. I believed wholeheartedly that when this bird sang, the notes, out of key, were of no value. I believed they were like the sound of fingernails scratching on a chalkboard.
It wasn’t until I was 30 years old that I began to sing aloud – and that was at church. Unless I was in church singing and worshipping along with the congregation, no one ever heard me sing – until I met my husband, Manchild. But mind you, I didn’t meet him until I was 36 years old. So I didn’t sing so that others could hear for over 20 years.
Twenty years. That’s a long time to be unsung.
Yet, it was love that released this bird. God’s unmatchable love.
Sounds nebulous? Cliche-ish?
Yes on both accounts – if you don’t know that God works through people to get his purposes accomplished. And God’s love for me has been manifested through my husband.
I met my husband seven years ago. I tried to shew him away that evening I met him at Border’s Books, but he wasn’t having it. And since then, God has manifested his love through this man in so many ways.
My husband continues to demonstrate a commitment I had never experienced time and time again. At the moment, we are preparing our house to be appraised for a refi (one of the reasons why I haven’t been posting this past week – and thank you, Camille, for checking up on me!). We got started on it a little late, but needless to say, no matter what needs to happen, my husband has bitten then bullet and has done what is necessary to straighten out walls, repair nicks, scrub carpets to remove stains, paint our daughter’s room, pull weeds, redo decks, paint doors and shutters, whatever. It doesn’t matter. While I’m at school, for the amount of time and finances with which we’ve had to work, he’s working at home ensuring our house will put on its best face. And in the process, I’m learning a lot about how to repair and upgrade our home.
My husband has shown me time and time and over and over again that he is a man of integrity, commitment, and loyalty to his wife and daughter. He will sacrifice the shirt off his back to make sure we have what we need. I’ve never experienced that kind of loyalty, and over the years, it’s been difficult to get used to. But more and more, as the years pass by, I see more and more of God’s love in this man. And because of that, I can honestly say I have much to sing about.
God knew what I needed 7 years ago. He sent me a wonderful man who shows me everyday that God loves me, cares for me, and wants the best for me.
God feels the same way about you too. If you’re feeling caged, open up and allow Him to put a song in your heart. He knows just what you need.
It’s been a tough week on a lot of fronts, so my Friday Favorites list is a little short this week. In any event, I hope you enjoy my finds for this week.
Favorite #1 – Women are often thought of as nurturers and caregivers. This post highlights many qualities with which many women are gifted. However, we all have our imperfections as well (like we really needed to hear that!) Nevertheless, take a look at what belovedheart at Our Christian Friendship Journal discovered and is now sharing about one imperfection in particular many women possess in her post “One Flaw of Women.” What do you think? Do you agree?
Favorite #2 – If you could draw, paint, or photograph an image of a character trait, what would it look like? And how would you explain it? In his post “Courage,” Nicholas at Six Degrees of Inspiration provides a strongly intense portrait, along with beautiful poetry, of how he believes courage appears. This post sort of hit me in the face.
As always, take a look at the posts and leave comments! Enjoy your weekend!
I’ve not wanted to write about the shooting at Virginia Tech on Monday simply because it’s all over the airwaves – online, print, television, cable. There’s not much I’ve wanted to say about it. Frankly, I can’t bear to watch the news coverage of this horrendous, callous incident.
As a teacher, though, my students wanted to talk about it today, especially my seniors, who are preparing to leave for college themselves in a few months or so.
A question one of my seniors presented was, “What about the gunman’s family? Where are they? What kind of family life did he have? Did he have brothers and sisters? Were they close?” As they asked those questions, I had to revisit what had been going through my mind since I heard about the massacre on the news Monday…
What about the mother of Cho Seung Hui?
I cannot imagine being the mother of any of the students who were killed. But I really cannot imagine being the mother of Cho Seung Hui, the killer. What kind of questions are going through her head? What is she feeling? I certainly cannot empathize at all. Yet, this young man’s mother is, in all likelihood, bearing the weight of the carnage he inflicted upon 32 people on her shoulders.
I discovered a post at God’s Politics written by Diana Butler Bass, Ph.D. entitled “The Silence of a Murderer’s Mother.” It captures so well what’s been on my heart about the woman who brought Cho Seung Hui into the world 23 years ago. Dr. Bass writes,
“Other than being the mother of one of the murdered students, I can imagine nothing worse than being the mother of the murderer, a murderer who committed suicide. How isolated she must be. She, too, is grieving, mourning the loss of her only son, mourning her dreams for him, and mourning her memories of his childhood. She has little – except confusion, guilt (however misplaced that may be) and questions.”
As a religious studies scholar, Dr. Bass uses the biblical text to attempt to explain Cho’s mother’s silence. She compares Cho’s mother’s silence with that of Eve after she and Adam are banned from the Garden of Eden after their act of disobedience.
Her post is insightful as she comes to the following conclusion:
“Silence may well be the primal response to sin: a mother’s choked pain, the pain of birthing sin, and the pain of birthing children victimized by sin. What can one say in the face of it all? Nothing, absolutely nothing. We are mute. But we are not entirely alone; we are embraced by the silence of Eve.”
I cannot, as a mother, wrap my head around the fact that Monday’s killings occurred. Yet, to understand that a woman – a mother silenced – is out there somewhere (probably trying to make some sense out of her son’s actions) compels me to reach out to her in prayer, to have compassion on her during this time of great distress, and to get it that her silence may be necessary for her at this moment.
Silence. And a painful silence at that…
As we all know, an horrific tragedy occurred on the campus of Virginia Tech on Monday, April 16th. I cannot imagine being the parent of any of the children who lost their lives that day. I can only extend condolences and prayers to the families of the victims, to those still fighting for their lives, and to those with wounds who are now recovering. I can try to understand that the professors and students who were in classes that day are experiencing pain, yet I cannot say I understand that pain. If I were there, I could extend support by lending my presence if needed or wanted.
I cannot imagine, though, people preying on those students who chose to share their horrendous experiences on their own blogs that day and days following. I’m referring to some journalists who just have to get the story. Journalists who must be first on the scene.
I’m not knocking journalists. Without journalists, we wouldn’t have access to information about the world and around the world to which we have access now. And, in fact, I’m sure being a journalist is tough; I surely wouldn’t want to be one. I discovered a quote from CNN Student News, regarding the role of the journalist, which stated:
“(A journalist has the) inescapably impossible task of providing every week a first rough draft of a history that will never be completed about a world we can never understand.” – Phil Graham, late chairman of the board of the Washington Post Company
And surely, there is no understanding the massacre one man imposed upon dozens of people. Yet, one must question the motives of journalists who use these students’ tragedies to get a story.
As has been reported, many students recorded the incident, as they saw it and experienced it, on their personal blogs, whether on Facebook, MySpace, LiveJournal, Friendster, etc. Surely, their entries were not meant for public consumption. Robin Hamman of cybersoc.com wrote about this phenomenon in his post, “virginia tech bloggers: approach and confirm or link and disclaim?” He refers to Robert Andrews at journalism.co.uk who reports of one blogger in his post, “Reporters turn to blogs for shooting witnesses,”
“Bryce Carter, who reported hearing gunshots at the university campus, subsequently wrote of his mixed emotions after his posts were picked up by Fox News: ‘Each time I hear something else, I get a brief moment of selfish joy before I am stabbed in the heart, realising that I deserve no credit and that lives are gone, destroyed and in pain.
“‘What is the significance of all this? My postings are simply what I always do, except I left my thoughts for the public instead of just my friends.’”
It seems some journalists are getting their stories about the massacre by perusing blogs to find authors who wrote posts on their personal blogs about the incident from their own perspectives. Hamman discovered one reporter’s approach:
“Sorry to hear about this. CBC Newsworld is doing live interviews with people who are affected by the shooting. Can you please drop me a line at [email] when you have a moment? THANKS”
There are many more of these types of inquiries Hamman writes about in his post. And to me, it seems sad. Young people are experiencing tremendous tragedy, and reporters, wanting to get a good story, pounce upon these students in their time of grief and pain. I just think there is a problem with attempting to capitalize on the tragedy of others. There is something unethical about it, borderline inhumane. I recognize that journalists have a job to do. But isn’t there a better way of obtaining a story than obtrusively gaining access to people’s lives by scouring blogs? I understand that by putting your personal information on a blog you’re out there in the open for the entire world to see. But do we not, in our own souls, understand that people are going through intense tragedy? Can journalists put themselves in the shoes of the victims and ask themselves, “Would I want to be barraged by people who I don’t even know to suck a story out of me?”
We need to know that there are unethical journalists out there. And Hamman lays out the truth of the situation. But in recognizing and acknowledging the truth that some journalists are using “underhanded” methods to get their information, there is opportunity for those journalists to redeem themselves. Hamman states,
“…yesterday’s events, and the ensuing media frenzy in the comments of a LiveJournal user and elsewhere, show that where mainstream media does use – and yes, that word was chosen deliberately – content created by bloggers, that the journalists, researchers and reporters do it with sensitivity.
“Think when you link. Understand that some content published in public was never intended to be seen by a mass audience.
I am thankful for people like Robin Hamman who have exposed the truth about this type of reporting. It allows me to see the reporting of incidents like that which occurred at Virginia Tech in a different light.
How do you feel about the reporting of the Virginia Tech massacre?
(Disclaimer: This post didn’t really go where I wanted it to – but this is where it ended up. Sorry if it doesn’t make much sense; yet, I hope it is of some value.)
I am thankful for the gift of intuition. In fact, I am on a quest to reclaim my intuitive sense. Really, I hadn’t developed it all that well in the past (interestingly enough, it never crossed my mind that it ought to be developed in the first place). Yet, in reclaiming my own self (as I’ve been discussing in my Women Who Run with the Wolves series), it’s necessary that I develop the ability to hear from my own soul on a regular basis.
According to Clarissa Pinkola Estes, intuition represents
“the voice of inner reason, inner knowing, and inner consciousness…It is our helper which is not seeable…but which is always accessible…
“Intuition senses the directions to go in for most benefit…It has claws that pry things open and pin things down, it has eyes that can see through the shields of persona, it has ears that hear beyond the range of mundane human hearing…”
Malcolm Gladwell, author of Blink, asserts that that which is intuition (he doesn’t actually use the word in Blink) is
“…rapid cognition, the kind of thinking that happens in a blink of an eye. When you meet someone for the first time, or walk into a house you are thinking of buying, or read the first few sentences of a book, your mind takes about two seconds to jump to a series of conclusions…[in] those two seconds…those instant conclusions that we reach are really powerful and really important and, occasionally, really good.”
And in spite of the emphasis on “women’s intuition,” men, according to Kirsten Harrell, Psy.D., of Think Positive! Blog, have intuition as well. She says,
“We all have intuitive potential. We can all develop our intuition with some patience and practice. Intuition is what I like to call whispers from the soul. It is our ability to connect with our internal wisdom… our essential spirit. Intuition is our ability to connect with the Universal wisdom… the source of infinite possibilities. This is not something that is limited to women or to certain “gifted” people. Everyone is intuitive… I would like to suggest that we put the term ‘women’s intuition’ to rest and just call it intuition.”
I’m all for that.
Nevertheless, it is with this intuition that people make split second (or two-second, as Gladwell states in Blink) decisions. And it is with this intuition that a little girl was saved from a sexual predator back in January 2006. According to CBS News,
“Headed home after a long trip, [Tracie] Dean stopped at an Alabama convenience store where she met a little girl who seemed frightened by the man taking care of her. When Dean left the gas station, she just had a hunch about that little girl; something didn’t seem right. (emphasis mine) Dean jotted down the man’s license plate number. For days she struggled to confirm her suspicions that this was the case of a missing child. Finally, four days later, there was a break.”
Where did that hunch come from? For Tracie Dean,
“It was a God thing…”
CBS News further reports,
“Dean’s instinct (emphasis mine) and perseverance helped turn up evidence that led to the arrest of Jack Wiley and Glenna Faye Cavender, who were charged with rape and child abuse of the little girl, who had looked so scared, and abuse of her 17-year-old brother.”
Instinct. Intuition. Hunch. That which does or doesn’t seem right. Sixth sense. All expressions used for that inner voice that tells us which way to go, what to do. And in this case, Dean listened to some inner knowing that happened instantaneously and reached a powerful and life-saving conclusion that saved the life of not just a beautiful little girl, but her 17-year old brother as well. Let us all gain the power to use that which is within to do tremendous good in the world around us.
For me, God is the source of my intuition. I am determined to practice using it so that I can feel comfortable that when it is time for me to make split second decisions, I will feel that I will do what is right for that moment, for that circumstance.
Thank you, God, for the power to make good decisions “in the blink of an eye.”
In my Friday Favorites for the week ending April 6th, I committed to posting that for which I am thankful in response to a post written by Ang at Ang4Him. Unfortunately, last week I felt compelled to write about some different things, yet, I continually thought about what I was grateful for. So I begin today. What am I thankful for?
As the title of this post indicates, I am thankful for books!
You might say, “That’s corny.” In a way, it may seem to be, considering we spend so much time these days on the internet conducting business, sending emails, blogging, participating in virtual life, instant messaging…
And if you have a Blackberry (I don’t), how much time do you spend with that? I’ve heard news reports of Blackberry addiction, addiction which psychologists deem must be treated!
What about iPods? Are you addicted to yours? (I don’t have one of those either, but I anticipate having one someday.)
In fact, a poll reported on at TechDirt in Dec. 2005 reveals,
“Americans are showing “early signs of addiction” to their gadgets. It says about half of computer and mobile phones say they can’t imagine life without the devices, while 40 percent of broadband users say the same about it — signs that people ‘are getting hooked” on new technologies.’”
Now, I’m not coming down on anyone who uses technology on a regular basis. I happen to love blogging, I use the internet often for my work on many days, and of course, email is a necessity. Nevertheless, I can’t help but to think how much of my use of technology takes up the time I used to spend doing something that really stimulates my mind – READING BOOKS! I’m thankful for books, but I’m afraid that we don’t spend the time reading literature that we ought.
Laura at WritingThoughts talks about this issue in her post “Where Have All the Readers Gone?” She discovered that in a 2004 study,
“…fewer and fewer [of] us are reading literature — a trend that the study predicts will continue. (I realize that this is a somewhat old study. I searched and searched for a newer one, but did not find one. If you know of one, let me know.)
“So, why is it important to care if our culture has stopped reading? Not only do I think that the best writers are readers, but I also think that reading good literature causes us to share ideas, thoughts, and feelings. It is a sharing that can cross boundaries of time, space, and culture.”
I so agree with Laura. Ideas arise out of literature that we sometimes cannot express on our own. Emotions we may feel ill-at-ease about communicating can erupt out of the pages of an intense novel in which we can discuss characters without necessarily disclosing all about ourselves. Maybe we can see more of our good qualities in a character (or maybe those with which we are challenged) we may not otherwise see if we hadn’t read a book. We may attain a sense of empowerment reading about an antagonist’s struggles. We can experience all of this, I believe, and more by reading books (I’m not even talking about self-help books here, as Laura herself attests).
Moreover, I believe reading books early and continuing that practice throughout one’s lifetime is directly related to the ability to think critically and creatively. Reading books allows us to enter in, ask questions, devise solutions, laugh, cry, get angry, be joyful, for that which comprises the narrative within. How do we learn how to ask questions and present solutions to problems in our world if we don’t take the opportunity to learn how to do it in the context of reading a book? As a teacher, I see this phenomenon each year, where students don’t know how to dissect passages, understand issues, or even write grammatically correct sentences and put together coherent paragraphs. Is this a function of education? Yes, possibly. However, when I ask my students what types of activities they engage in outside of school, the answers are Facebook, listening to their iPod, instant-messaging, or playing videogames. Rarely do I hear that students read books for pleasure. And unfortunately, I see the results. Students don’t know how to write well. They don’t know how to think clearly. They aren’t confident asking questions of texts. They are afraid of being “wrong.” And what that results in is a student needing their hands held more often than not. It bugs me.
So I’m thankful for books! They take me to other worlds. They help me see life from another’s point of view. They teach me to see that I am blessed in my own life. They help me to think.
So what books have I read lately? As a teacher grading papers, tests, and preparing for class each day, as a mother with an almost 3-year old, as well as a husband involved in great projects I’m helping him to implement, it’s a little difficult to carve out the time. But I feel awful when I don’t read! Nevertheless, this past year, I’ve read The DaVinci Code by Dan Brown (much better than the movie!), The Secret Life of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd, Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neale Hurston, The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho, and A Grief Observed by C.S. Lewis. All of these are great books, and I highly recommend them all. On tap this summer is The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe by C.S. Lewis, Dreaming Me: From Baptist to Buddhist, One Woman’s Spiritual Journey by Jan Willis, and Beloved by Toni Morrison. I’m also going to attempt to finish The Red Tent by Anita Diamant. I’m excited about having a little more time during the summer to read a little more (although it’s sometimes difficult with a toddler to entertain!). I’m excited about the newness I’ll discover!
So Ang at Ang4Him, I’m thankful for books! I hope and pray that with our increased use of technology we don’t forget the gifts that exist within the pages of a good piece of literature.
Because if we don’t read, where will we get our ideas about which to blog anyway?
One of the great things about being here in the world of blogging is I’ve been able to begin developing my voice to attempt to talk about some things that are important to women (and men too!). Since I’ve started, I’ve met so many great people who’ve encouraged me along the way, tagged me for memes, wrote great comments, linked to my blog, joined my MyBlogLog community, interviewed me for their blogs, featured me on their blogs, and added me to their blogrolls. To be mentioned in some way in this world is an incredible honor to me.
Well, there’s more!
Crunchy Carpets and Keith have graciously chosen to bless me with the Thinking Blogger Award started by Ilker at The Thinking Blog. Thank you for “thinking” so highly of me; it’s hard to know what to say. Nevertheless, in light of their honor, I’d like to pass it on to the following five folks who make me think (this list is not comprehensive!!!):
Thinking Blogger Award #1 goes to Manchild at When Least Expected™ – Sure, he’s my husband, but to see the thought that goes into everything he says really just blows my mind. I see it firsthand and I know that what he writes is from his heart and soul. He’s never afraid of what people will think about him, he doesn’t care about the status quo – he just challenges just about everyone who reads his blog. He genuinely cares about people and their own personal and spiritual growth, not only in the blogging world, but in the physical world as a whole.
Thinking Blogger Award #2 goes to Camille at Now – Camille is a wonderfully gifted writer who writes with incredible insight. A person with so many gifts and talents, it comes out in her writing. She offers some very raw and revealing moments at times, but it’s not soupey or necessarily sentimental. It’s just very real.
Thinking Blogger Award #3 goes to Alexander at B.I.D.E.: Spiritual Commentary on Current Events – B.I.D.E. stands for Benevolence In Dharmic Exploration. Alexander, a veteran of the U.S. Navy, really takes the time to discover what’s going on in the world and writes about spirituality and faith related to the world’s current events. He even covers those tough stories about “ugly” issues that many people don’t want to talk about.
Thinking Blogger Award #4 goes to Jennifer at Goodness Graciousness – Jennifer writes with incredible grace. I really can’t describe what she does over there. Her “desire is to put thoughts of goodness and graciousness into the universe.” All I know is every time I visit, I come away with something thoughtful and beautiful.
Thinking Blogger Award #5 goes to The New Parent – For those of you who are parents, I recently discovered this wonderful place where we can learn how to educate ourselves to raise thoughtful, well-behaved children. I’ve not really come upon a parenting site like this one. The father of this site is a new parent (hence the name), but somehow, he has a wealth of wisdom on how to change the world by changing our children.
Final thoughts – for my winners of this award, if you want to nominate your own “thinkers,” here are the rules of engagement:
If, and only if, you get tagged, Write a post with links to 5 blogs that make you think,
- Link to Ilker’s post so that people can easily find the exact origin of the meme,
- Optional: Proudly display the ‘Thinking Blogger Award’ with a link to the post that you wrote (here is an alternative silver version if gold doesn’t fit your blog).
Manchild, Camille, Jennifer, Alexander, and the New Parent – thank you for making me think!
It’s been a busy week, with the Imus controversy and all. I received some really great comments in response to “Sticks and Stones…”, so I’ll generate a separate post with those comments (partly because I lost some of them in the post and I can retrieve them by email) in the next couple of days.
But today’s feature is my favorites for the week. Highlighted in this week’s Favorites:
Favorite #1 – My blog exists to try to help us all (men too!) share and attain wisdom. Sometimes we want the latest and greatest revelation, thinking that “that something new” is the latest and greatest panacea for all our woes. But are those cures always so elusive? Wendy at eMoms At Home provides some insight in her post “Have You Bought Into the Lie of the Missing Piece?”
Favorite #2 – Have you ever walked by an individual on the street, the elevator, the job, and made an assumption about him or her, or prejudged that person because of his or her appearance? It’s human nature to do so – I don’t think any of us are immune. The author of Observations In Life shares an admission that he made an inaccurate assumption of, well… Read his post entitled “On Assumptions About People” to get the whole story.
Favorite #3 – Remember when your mother warned you, “Don’t cross your eyes. They’ll get stuck!”? Ririan at ririanproject reminds us of those warnings reassuring us that these are “15 Warnings From Mom That You Needn’t Worry About.” What do you think about those crossed eyes? See what Ririan says about it and other common motherly misconceptions.
I had one more post I was excited to share today, but when I double-checked the link, the site did not load. Hopefully the site authors will fix the problem because the post demonstrates such wonderful creativity and I think many of you would enjoy it. Maybe next week…
Favorite #4 – I was caught a bit off guard by this one. Do you think books are only meant for reading? Portachi at Fun Forever will show you that some people think differently in the post “Don’t try this at home!” I really enjoyed this post because it demonstrates the wonderfully creative things you can do with books in ways I’ve never seen before. Let me know what you think.
Favorite #5 – An addition that I just found that I couldn’t wait until next week to include. Melanie at A Quiet Symphony posted “18 Ways to Maintain a Healthy Level of Insanity.” Yes, insanity! It is hilarious!
That concludes this week’s edition of my Friday Favorites. As always, take a look at the sites and leave comments!
I love books. It would be a crime if there were no bookstores, no libraries. I’ve learned a lot from books, whether self-help, fiction, non-fiction, scripture…
I like creativity books. I find myself on the outside looking in sometimes, though, when I read many of them. But have you ever read books by Sark!? Looked at them? In a very childlike way, Sark, author of Living Juicy: Daily Morsels for Your Creative Soul, Creative Companion: How to Free Your Creative Spirit, and Succulent Wild Woman helps bring out that fun, free, joyful spirit that longs to live with us in the world. I love her books.
I was getting reacquainted with these wonderful Sark resources the past couple of days, when I discovered a “lesson” entitled “How Can the Truth Serve Us?” from Sark’s The Bodacious Book of Succulence: Daring to Live Your Succulent Wild LIife. When I read it, I immediately said, “Ooo, ouch!” But oh, so enlightening. I’ve never encountered these wound-opening questions. Yet, they were so profound to me. So I offer them to you and ask you to think about them.
HOW CAN THE TRUTH SERVE US?
If we live in truth, we will be closer to our actual experience, and therefore, open to more joy, and more of our own essence. (Our essence selves love the truth.) The truth is our ally and our revealer. If we let ourselves be truly seen, then we can be truly loved.
The truth hurts and heals. Hurts when we fear and resist it, heals when we allow it to speak and change how we see.
- Are you currently choosing to lie?
- About what?
- What are your rewards?
- What part(s) does truth play in your life?
- What lies seem essential?
- Where can you increase truth-telling?
- Do you fear the truth?
- How do you explore the truth in your life?
The Thrill of the Truth
If I might share just a little bit, I can say that I’ve chosen to lie about my anger. Notice that it appears I’ve taken “ownership” of that emotion. Well, I think I must do so. Trying to avoid it and pretend it’s not there has not been helpful because it has caught me off guard when it rears its ugly head. I think I must keep it closer, to sort of get to know it. My anger runs pretty deep.
What about the remainder of those questions? Well, I can’t go any further right now. There’s too much involved, and my brain is fried right now. I plan to come back to it; but in the meantime, I encourage you to explore these questions yourself. Unless I’m preaching to my own little self…
Isn’t technology the most wonderful “thing”? I tried to upgrade to the latest version of WordPress, and voila! My whole blog disappeared, along with most of the comments my wonderful readers left here Wednesday, April 11th. Moreover, this “guffaw” affected my husband Manchild‘s blog as well; many comments left for him on Wednesday disappeared as well. I had to call my host provider who restored everything…well, almost everything…
If you left a comment for me (here) or my husband (at When Least Expected™) Wednesday, April 11 between midnite and 5:00pm, it probably disappeared since the provider had to use a backup as a restore point. I am so sorry, because those comments were so great…
If you notice a comment you left does not appear on a post and you want to resubmit it, PLEASE do it! I highly value your feedback, and would love to see it back here again. If you don’t get a chance to do it, I will attempt to reclaim them from my emails, but it might take awhile.
So please don’t think I’ve deleted your comments!!!