first of all. if you are reading this from a link on facebook, i want to talk to you. but first, a story!
in 2006, i was at mr. spot’s chai house in seattle. dave yaden had just put out a cd and i saw him play with ernie and curtis. after the show he came up to me and asked me if i enjoyed it. “yes! it was awesome!” i exclaimed enthusiastically. “did you buy my cd?” he asked. “no,” i responded. “oh. well did you buy it online?” he prodded. “no….” i said uncertainly.
“so what you are telling me,” dave said, “is that you  liked the show but not enough to buy the cd.”
“not at all!,” i said defensively. “i just don’t have any cash!”
which was true. so he gave me the cd and i paid him the next day. but that interaction has stuck with me.
it’s really easy to be loose with our words. to say we enjoy or appreciate or like things. and then we don’t back it up. we love certain perfumes but settle for sample bottles instead of investing in it. we love a song or an artist, but we buy the cd used {guilty} or we download it illegally, for free.
and then let me get personal.
we say we enjoy reading our friend stephanie’s blog, and yet we never… ever…. ever…… ever comment on it.
yes, i did. i just called you out. {“you” is not one person in this case}
it is really discouraging to spend time writing blog entries and then to log into my wordpress account and get 0 comments. you know it kind of makes you feel good if someone “likes” or comments on your facebook status, picture, link, etc? and how it kind of sucks when you write/upload/share something you are excited about or you think is important and nobody says anything? that’s how it feels {but maybe more because i definitely spend more time on blog entries than facebook statuses} when nobody comments on my blog.
and when i say “comments on my blog,” forgive me for getting nit-picky {a term appreciated by team uku} but i really do mean comments on my blog. facebook is free, but my blog costs me $120/year. so i REALLY appreciate comments on my blog as opposed to facebook.
i hope none of this came across rude or whiny, because i’m feeling neither mean nor self-pitying. it’s just something i’ve been trying to internally wrestle out of my system and there’s liberation in expressing it.
Weird that you wrote this, I always feel like this when I write a blog, I constantly check back to see if someone comments, and I have not written one for a while because I felt likt people were probably not reading it anymore. I love to read your blog and watch you unfold into the lovely Woman that God has made you into. When I see a new post I am super excited and see what sort of adventure or insight you have to offer today!
andrea! i didn’t even know you had a blog! what is your blog so i can read yours? 🙂 i like reading blogs of people i actually know in real life.Â
Love me some you!
MEGAN! i had to go in and edit your comment so i could figure out which megan it was. but honestly, in my heart, i knew it was you the moment i saw this. <3
was it weird that I waited? I read your blog, friend.  And I read yours too Andrea! I comment, but on facebook–I didn’t know that you wanted me to comment here, so I’ll comment here. <3
I feel like that too, but I really thought it was just me. Â I don’t like to pester people, including on their blogs. Â Now that I know you are patiently waiting to see blogs, I will try to remember to comment here. 😀
In other news, thanks for taking the time/energy to blog. I enjoy reading it.
*comments…you are waiting to see comments….
I know the feeling about comments. Just found your blog link on Blogfrog. It is quite discouraging jst writing and never receive comments. And when I link to my blog on Facebook and then people comment there but not on my blog, I do NOT like that.
Hope you’ll get some more comenting readers:)
I totally understand where you are coming from. It’s hard to get a ton of page views in one day, and then no comments.Â
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