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Commenting After a Long Break

Welcome to the weekly post feature originally created by Unknown Mami in which she (when time and kids allow), I and hopefully a few more bloggers linking up post on comments.  It could be comments made on our blogs or comments we've made on other blogs.  Some of the best things which happen in the blogosphere happen in the comment boxes.

Although commenting is always something of a blogging priority for me, I've been commenting less and less lately.  I still follow my favourite blogs through the RSS feed which miraculously comes to my mobile, but while I can read posts to my hearts content while waiting for the kettle to boil or the washing machine to finish rinsing, the comment just doesn't seem to happen so easily.  So I thought I'd make a special effort to visit the blogs of some of my blogging friends this week on my  computer so I could comment.

My first visit was to Ayak's Turkish Delight.  She had a terrific post on the dying villages in her part of Turkey.  I found her post about a disappearing way of life very moving and it made me really think.  I commented:

Life is changing everywhere in the world, Linda.  Sad that the villages are dying out but I'm sad that the women don't seem to have much of a life.

Hopefully things will change for the better.

My next stop was at Zuzana's blog Life Through Reflections.  Zuzana is a scientist who thinks very deeply on all matters pertaining to life and happiness.  I find her thoughts fascinating.  She has actually instilled a sense of peace in her blog which is very refreshing.  I love visiting.  In her current post, she mentioned that her life was going through some momentous changes which  she didn't feel very comfortable sharing, hence she was taking a break.  I commented:

I look forward to your returning to posting Zuzana.  I can understand your need to write yet your need to maintain your privacy.  I often have a conflict with myself about how much I should share of myself on my blog.  That's probably why I do so many meme posts.

Then I visited my old friend Elizabeth Harper of the Gifts of the Journey blog, who had an interesting post discussing her wish list and the possibility of bumping into a celebrity.  I commented:

Whenever I run into any celebrity (and believe me, that very rarely happens) I try to keep to myself.  I figure that they don't want another person drooling all over them and saying 'I buy all your records' or whatever.  Once, back in the seventies, a girl in my class who idolized the singer Chris De Burgh (successful recording artist) actually bumped into him on a Dublin street and in her joy and to her everlasting embarrassment she did exactly what I described above.  The last I heard of that girl, she was performing one of Chris's classic numbers at someone's party.  That was only a few months ago so I guess she's a confirmed fan.

I'm trying to keep up with the blogs I follow and I am certainly not interested in being found wanting where commenting is concerned.

That's all for this week.  If anyone is ready to do an I Comment Therefore I Am post, please copy the badge and let me know so we can link up.

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