Do I make a comment on my own blog?
That seems a little ridiculous. And there's no guarantee that they'll see it.
Do I just read it and smile and feel loved and move on?
No connection at all?
This is what I said was so dangerous about blogging in the first place. You have relationships without actually conversing. Conversations that are two one-way streets.
Well, Mindy's favourite aunt, I know of you from decades ago. Please adopt me, and stalk me, if you'd like. I'm not promising anything... ummm... well... anything too promising, but check it out if you want.
And to friends who somehow found me out, despite my attempts to be a closet blogger, just be gentle and realize that I write under the delusion that no one is actually reading this stuff.
And to my cousins who write me witty and loving comments. I guess a one-way street is better than no road at all. I love you.
(And to my mother, I think it's time to get yourself a Google Account so that you can stop being "Anonymous" when you comment.)
1 comment:
OK! Call me on the phone and tell me how to do it.
Love Mom
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