Ok, I have really been trying to see the good in others. I try to put myself in their shoes and walk that proverbial mile. But sometimes I realize that those stinking shoes are too small and I just have to step out of them and hurl them away from my body!
Being new to blogging, I learn some protocol every day. I know that not always will I get a return reply on a comment that I have made on someone else's blog. That's fine. I have seen the amount of comments some people are lucky enough to receive on a daily basis and answering every - single - one of them, well it's probably just not feasible. Factor in work, children, house cleaning and personal time and it's down right impossible. When I first started blogging, I got a message from dear sweet Rhoda at Southern Hospitality telling me that it's hard for her to keep up with everyone on a daily basis. BUT, she has responded to my comments and my posts quite often. So much that I thought, she doesn't give herself enough credit! It is people like Rhoda and so many many others (and you all know who you are, wink) that make me want to put those shoes on and take a walk. I find that those shoes are quite comfortable on me and in wearing them, I get to walk their paths, secret hikes and open roads.
BUT, there is one particular person who is really, really, really bugging the ever-living crap out of me. Granted she has written a few posts with 40+ comments on it. But not every day! See I check her blog every day. I even have her on my blog roll. So I know how many people she has to respond to. Well, not has to. But should! Seems that the other gals in blogland know how to return a comment. And she does return comments and compliments to other bloggers. Just Not Me. NOT ONCE!! I thought I would go back through my posts to see if her name has ever appeared. NOPE!!
And I don't know why this is bothering me so much. Because in the grand scheme of life, who cares? The fullness of my life is not determined by who does or does not leave a comment on my blog. I mean I still get giddy when I see someone has left me one. I even giggle a little. It boggles my mind that people are reading what I have to say. But it's not the driving force in my life, so to speak. But, I have left her, I don't know - a MILLION comments on her blog. You would think that once....just once she would return the favor. I mean, throw a newbie a bone for crying out loud! I felt like the little fat girl in school getting picked last for gym.
So I decided that I wasn't going to read her blogs anymore! STOMP STOMP STOMP! I'll show her. Disrespect me like that? Who do you think you are? I'll take your name off my blog roll. You are no longer one of the "Places I Love to Visit." I don't need ya anyway. Something about her being rubber and me being glue came to mind. But then I thought how can she be rubber when she's not saying anything. Then I thought - GOOD GOD - you really are nuts. See there's a class at the local community college that I need to take. It's called "Get Over It Already." It's taught by Professor Let It Go. But sometimes I just need a shove to get past the trivial things in life.
So, needless to say, I haven't removed her from my blog roll. I still check out her blog every day because, damn it, she's really very talented. And I still leave an occasional comment. Because I need to be the bigger person. And the funny thing is - she has NO CLUE that I'm being the bigger person. I just feel better telling myself that!