Hiding In The Shadows
I realize that many readers who follow my blogs and read my book, Pinnacle Lust, don’t always react or comment on my work. Out of the thousands who read my blog, only a few leave a comment. While comments brighten my day and keep me going, it is not often that a reader’s comment leaves me speechless. However, in the last few days, it happened twice.
The first incident was a comment that was left on my website on the Time To Go Home blog. “I love you,” he wrote. “You crack me up; I’m dying, I have [the] exact same problem. I feel the same; it’s amazing. I have no tricks up my sleeve; I am trying to learn from you. You are so funny the way you describe everything. I pray for a safe and easy flight for you. May God be with you my friend.”
This comment touched my heart and left a big smile on my face. I was flattered how open the reader was, sharing his own experience with the phobia of flying. Also, I was happy to read that he was planning to try my travel tips for his personal use.
The second incident left me stunned. It was from my husband. I didn’t know he’s been reading my daily blogs. If not for the delicious recipe I shared in my Creativity Keeps It Fun blog, I probably would never have known he reads my work.
Don’t think that my other half gives compliments easily. My husband is not the type of guy to read my blogs. My husband is very selective; he usually reads professional literature, best sellers, and world history—categories my writing doesn’t fall into. So when he approached me and mentioned my blog, my jaw dropped.
“That shrimp recipe you gave away looks delicious,” my husband said.
“What recipe are you talking about?” I asked.
“The one in your blog.”
“Huh?” I asked.
“Last week, I think it was Wednesday,” he said.
“Oh, yeah…what about it?”
“It looks good. Can you make it for dinner? I think I would like it.”
Wow, I thought. If that’s not a compliment, then I don’t know what is. I never expected this to come from my husband.
I guess you never know what fans are hiding in the shadows.
Time to get cooking…my husband is waiting.