Sometimes, when I have time on my hands, I like to go back and read through previous posts from years past to see what was going on or reflect over fond memories i.e. our wedding/trips abroad. One of the very best bits of perusing these old posts has always been the comments my readers left. I love knowing you stopped by for a visit and enjoyed what you read. I'd offer you a cuppa for the duration of your stay if I could :) There have been a few posts over the years that have generated a number of comments that I always cherished, some funny, some inspiring and some downright surprising, like a comment not so long ago from an author, Ann Weisgarber, who wrote The Personal History of Rachel Dupree, a book I thoroughly enjoyed. The post wasn't about the book but was either about the birth of my niece or my mom being sick (I hate how the two coincide; such a joyous occasion mixed with a such a scary one), however Anne dropped me a comment to say thanks for the four stars I gave her book and wished my family well. It meant a lot. All of my comments do, even if they aren't in agreement to what I'm writing about on any given day.
In 2005 I posted a photo of my braless self in a see-through top in support of a blogging campaign my sister had done re breast cancer and it generated more comments than almost any other post I've published (I wonder why??) I've received so many great comments in relation to my travel posts, or when I've been bluntfully honest about the hard moments throughout this journey of mine, especially mom's cancer and I have always loved re-reading those.
And now they are all gone.
This week I was reading through a few of the older posts and it made me sad that I have lost every single comment prior to June of this year, when I re-vamped this site. It was a complete mistake on my part and I should have known better; I've only been blogging for seven years. It hit me hard when I made this major faux pas, however I didn't realize just how much I had lost until I went back over these posts and the realization hit me of exactly what was lost to me. Forever; and it stings. But what can you do?
Well what I've decided to do is revisit a few of my favourites from years gone past. For many of you, it will be repetitive, however I hope you don't find it too terribly monotonous. (I won't do it often, just from time to time, as reflection of times gone by).
Because it was five years ago at the end of July, I thought I'd re-publish this photo. (The post wasn't a favourite of mine, however the comments were.) There was definitely an angel in the car with us on that rainy Thursday night, considering we walked away with only minor injuries:
I'm not going to publish the whole post, as its quite lengthy. If you do want to read it, you will find the whole story here.
Andy and I received so many words of love and support after I posted about this horrendous event in our life and although I've lost those words forever, I haven't forgotten how many of you showed you cared. Although many of us may be far apart in geographical terms, this blogging world brings us all a bit closer together.