In my 2+ years of being an official "blogger" I've read about countless contests and giveaways but decided those were probably reserved for the "super bloggers"-those who have real advertisements all over their pages and receive more comments than they can possibly read. (comments to a blogger is like albums sold to a recording artist) I rarely get comments and I figured that meant I was most likely writing to "an audience of one." But that was fine with me because, not only is writing my type of therapy, but my blog is also a scrapbook of my life that will be recorded forever.
Out of curiosity, a few months ago, I added a site meter to my page. Part of me worried that my deep seated fear of rejection would be realized. The other part of me hoped that someone somewhere out in cyberspace was finding humor and hope when they stumbled on to my blog.
Every Sunday night I would get an email sent to me with a "traffic report" of the number of visitors I had, what days they visited and how long they stayed. When the first report came, with one eye open, I quickly glanced at the email praying to at least have a number greater than 1 on the page. 58!! That's right. 58 visits. Even if it was my mother, my aunt and a few cyber-stalkers visiting three times a day, it was still more than ONE!!
Every Sunday night I would get an email sent to me with a "traffic report" of the number of visitors I had, what days they visited and how long they stayed. When the first report came, with one eye open, I quickly glanced at the email praying to at least have a number greater than 1 on the page. 58!! That's right. 58 visits. Even if it was my mother, my aunt and a few cyber-stalkers visiting three times a day, it was still more than ONE!!
Last week's number hit three digits and I figured this warranted a celebration. To thank those who indulge me on a regular basis I am having my very first give away. Because February 14 is just around the corner, I went out today looking for something to reflect a "love theme" and found this darling necklace at one of our local "cutesy" stores. And although Valentine's Day is only 4 days away, and you probably won't get it before then, love never goes out of style so you can easily wear it year-round. (Yes, I'm assuming that my readers are mostly of the female persuasion but I do not discriminate so any of you guys are welcome to participate.)
All you need to do to enter is show me some love by answering this question in a comment below: "Share something that someone recently did or said to you that made you feel completely, totally and utterly loved."
Please feel free to link to my contest on your blog. I will announce the winner here on Monday.
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13 Responses to “My First Ever Giveaway”
My Aunt sent me a care package with just bright happy things and candy. It was so thoughtful and made me feel very special and loved
My husband sent me an email today just to tell me he loved me. He even called me "darling"! It gave me tingles!
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My son told me that he loves me sso so so so extra biggest much lol... topped with a big hug and slobbery kiss lol.. so cute... andreanathan at aol dot com
my daughter made my lunch she is 5 and she was so cute about it.. She loves her mommy!
My 6 year old son told me "if God let me pick any mom in the world, I still would have picked you". Awwww...melted me heart!
I was plucking stray hairs on my chin when my 7 year old granddaughter asked me why I plucked my chin. I told her I would have a beard if I didn't. She studied me intently for a couple of moments and then said, " I think you'd look good in a beard, Nan." Honey, if that ain't love then I don't know what is.
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My daughter told me if it wasn't for my support she would have never been able to face her illness head on
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My boyfriend texts me "I love you" at random times during the day and it makes me feel totally ,loved.
Nycole
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My daughter said to me " Don't ask me to repeat what I just said because I barely understand it myself". I felt so privileged and so utterly loved by her because she was so honest and in doing so was reflecting back to me what she sees in her mother. I sometimes can barely put into words what I mean either...
You are so sweet to do this! This morning my husband said "that's because God made you that way and it's beautiful" about something I was feeling bad about. (Being an introvert.) It made me cry with relief.(And your "comparison" quote hit home...)
But reading your blog about the angel cake was a pretty close second. Thank you, again, for sharing that. It was just beautiful.
I loved the angel cake story too, and I am so grateful to call you a friend!
I have not been grocery shopping or planned a meal in about a week, which makes me grouchy and stressed out. Justin called the other night and told me to make the boys pb&j and he would bring dinner home for the two of us...we sat at the table and noshed on Fiamma burgers and rootbeers and it was marvelous to have a hot meal that I didn't have to rustle up!
my grandson wrote me a note in church saying he loved me with a heart!
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