My Comments are Cupcakes
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If you spend any amount of time in this corner, you will know I adore three things:
But do you know why I love cupcakes so much?
I mean besides their sweet deliciousness?
First they are an instant celebration in a small paper cup.
Second they are tiny pieces of another thing I love most.
I love cake, birthday cake to be exact and while I am grateful and gracious when you want to bake me one, the fastest way to my heart is a grocery store bought birthday cake, vanilla on vanilla, decorated with butter cream balloons.
I dare you offer a cupcake to someone and not be rewarded with a grin that stretches their mouth and lights up their eyes.
You hardly ever feel guilty about eating one cupcake and you just can’t refuste one that is handed to you; it’s small, sweet and just enough to fill your belly and your heart.
Plus they are decorated especially for the individual you are.
It’s yours and you don’t have to share.
You never have to fight for the end piece or the middle one with the just a little extra icing or the pink flower,cupcakes are your own little slice of everything that is wonderful about cake.
I have been blogging a long time, almost 7 years now.
So you would think that I would know a whole lot about the craft of this hobby.
In fact, I truly need help with everything, from making social media buttons, to plug ins, to moving to WordPress.
I can’t code in HTML, I don’t know the first thing about SEO or vlogging and when it comes to analytics or Klout I am pretty much clueless.
Thank goodness I have a lot of friends in the blogosphere to teach me those things.Women who haven’t been blogging long at all that have embraced the technical aspect of this medium and know much more than I do who are willing to impart their knowledge with me and be gracious about it.
Why Yes, I am a little jealous of them.
But what I am saying is that if you come to this corner looking to be tutored or educated about the fine art of blogging, well you’re in the wrong place.
Needless to say I don’t always feel very good about myself because of that.
So in order to push past it, I started to think about exactly what it is that I offer this community of mine beyond the mere exercise of hitting publish?
I came up with one thing. One thing I know I excel at.
I take great pride in my comments on your blogs.
I get so backed up sometimes reading and visiting your blogs but it’s because I never want to show up in your space and not let you know how your words made me laugh, contemplate, cry, rethink a previously held conviction or how I related on so many levels to the story you shared.
Even when I completely disagree with what you’ve written, I will take my time and be thoughtful and fair with my words, explaining my point of view, acknowledging yours.
I will never leave you with a simple “GREAT JOB!”
Instead I will tell you
WHY it was great
HOW you moved me
WHAT you wrote that let me know I was not alone
and WHERE I am if you need me.
Sure, It takes a little more time.
It also means that I can’t always get to as many places as I’d like in the space of an hour and it ensures that I may read something on Friday and not comment until Tuesday, but I’ll keep that blog open in my email because I want to give what you’ve written my full attention.
Just like if you met me in real life, you don’t ever get just a simple “HI” from me. I’m a talker and I want people to leave me knowing for sure that if nothing else, I saw them.
I want you to smile when you see a comment from me in your inbox, I want you to know that I read, I listened, I care and I’m going to tell you so.
I believe our stories are our cakes, our attempts at baking from scratch and setting it on the table so everyone can look at and admire it. We want our guests to enjoy the dessert we offer, to smack their lips and lick their forks, satisfied with our effort.
In many ways, I like to think my comments are like cupcakes; a tiny piece of that much bigger cake.
A dainty yet delectable slice of my heart that I give you in exchange for the stories and secrets you have made and shared with me.
I may not be good at a lot of things, but I can promise you that if I read your words, I will never leave your space without leaving a whole lot of sweetness behind.
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