Blog posts are planned, considered, edited. Comments are not, they are spontaneous.
That is where the good stuff lives.
Did you ever submit a comment, then sit back and wonder how it would be received ? Did I just say that ? Where did that come from ?
It happens to me all the time, on my own blog thread, or another person’s post.
You get a “Like” on a comment from the past, you don’t recognize your own words, do not remember what inspired them. It can be very enlightening to revisit that older post, just part of the joy of active blogging.
I chose this graphic for a specific reason, the raising of the hand. I was the kind of student who always had my hand up (sorry about that).
I wanted to be heard, and curiosity would get the best of me. I questioned/challenged everything.
The blog comments are like that for me. My hand is always in the air.
As you begin to follow more blogs, the process gets complicated. Some will honor a writer with a polite “Like”. To make a comment, you need to have read and understood the intention of the post.
I love it when that happens, both as a reader and a writer.
Just one example of many…
There was a very personal post about grief that prompted a comment from me that made me pause, an “Aha” moment.
It read, in part… “some of us built a wall at a very young age to protect ourselves from drama. I still have mine. Grief resides there, it does not need company.”
I want to thank the author of that year-old post, and express my gratitude for all the commenters who make this such a rewarding experience.
The good stuff.
******* Just found out from WordPress, this is my 500th post.