Curiosity Killed the Cat

I’m curious by nature. I ask (a lot of) questions when I meet someone or when I’m talking to a friend because I enjoy a conversation. Sometimes though, it’s because it takes the spotlight off me.

I like to comment and ask questions of the bloggers I read as well and I like when they comment and ask questions of me (hint, hint 😉).

I’ve been following a blogger, I don’t think she follows me and I enjoy what she writes. She’s from a different part of the country, has a different lifestyle, and still raising children while I’ve raised one.

I’ve read back posts and had been trying to follow the threads of her life, and was looking forward to upcoming events.

I made a comment to her latest post, and now she’s gone. Perhaps in saying I’ve known those feelings in the past, I overstepped the bounds she felt were acceptable. I appeared to be the only person commenting so it must have been something I said! In this case, I’ve tried to ask general questions because it’s a public forum and you never know who else is reading.

I read many blogs that I really enjoy for a variety of reasons, and I’m really disappointed that she has disappeared.

Have you ever felt a well-intentioned comment you made caused someone to disappear in real life or online. Notice I said “well-intentioned” because we know how our keyboard fingers can fly when angry!