Time for comments of the week. Due to the serious subject this week, there were more serious-good ones than funny-good ones. My favorite comment, though, comes from new blog friend, Laretha:
“I am so thankful to have found a kindred spirit in the blog world. It is so hard for us to imagine a conversation like this being so casual as it breaks our hearts to the core. Thank you for sharing this with your readers. You have such a great heart for the unborn and I am appreciate you.”
Aww, thanks.
Joy had two comments that I really liked, but when pushed came to shove, lighthearted comments pale in site of our country’s serious tragedy. She said about Thursday’s post on my story about the lady at Walmart buying pine shavings,
“That is a sad story. I had no idea. We’ve got to pray for women’s hearts to change. For our society to have higher morals and be truly educated about what an abortion is. The abortion industry thrives because they have customers and those customers are women.”
Brenda had to say on the same subject,
“I can feel your pain, Ronnica. How horrible, and to say it so flippantly right there in front of her daughter. I don’t think I could’ve held my composure. I probably would’ve started bawling. I’m emotional that way.”
On another topic, Karabeth commented about our rare snowfall:
“I just hope the drivers aren’t as crazy there in NC as they were when we lived in TN those 14 years. No one slowed down at all. And the salt truck was a flatbed truck that said “mosquito control” on the side of it. A man would stand on the back and shovel bits of salt and/or sand onto the roadway. Not much help!”
Oh, no, the drivers are crazy here in the snow, but our DOT was a little more prepared for the snow than that (primarily because 4 years ago drivers got stuck in traffic for hours during a bad ice storm).
Christy is in the same boat as me:
“I’m kinda at that point of the husband search too. I’ve hit thirty, no one in sight, and I’m kind of ok with that. I would LIKE a husband and kids, but I will be ok without one too. However if I do get married, I would probably have to learn to cook.”
Totally with you, sister. Except I do know how to cook. Ironing, however, I leave to professionals (or dryers).
Jessica:
“…just give us fair warning if husband-material tries to steal you away. (I’ll need time to grab my kleenex.)”
Don’t worry. If I was nearing that point, I wouldn’t help but leak it on the blog. I might not mention a dude if it was a date or two, but I’m all about being transparent so you’ll know if it was more than that. However, you can be assured that there’s really nothing to be transparent about…
