I have to address this. This is my blog. My only request, which is now become a rule, is to be respectful of me, my family and other commenter’s. I have had to delete a comment which really grieved my heart, and I really don’t want to receive another comment like that one. If I have to, I will turn on comment moderation, but I really really really don’t want to do that. It takes time and energy away from me when I have to sit here and read attack after attack on people, especially my family. I will not, WILL NOT tolerate any negative comments on my blog about my family.
When my dad said “I kinda think that God is smiling about now saying “That’s My Girl!”, it was the 2nd comment. It was written long before many of the others were written. He said that with pride in his heart. Pride that I am handling this with as much grace and dignity that I can muster. For anyone to turn that around and say “I thought most of the responses were rude and the one from someone saying God was looking down saying “that’s my girl” made me a little nauseated.”
That someone was my father. That someone means the world to me.
Its not the first comment that I have received about me or my family, but I guarantee you that it will be the last.
I cant control what people think, but I can control what they write on a site that I pay for.
I don’t mind if you question my faith… I whole heartily welcome those questions. But if you don’t have anything constructive or kind to say about me or my family, please refrain from saying anything at all.
Please don’t make me put comments on moderation. Please.
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I follow your blog and check in to make sure you are doing well and was saddened to see this post. You have such an uplifting blog and to think someone would say something mean about the comment your dad made. How yuck is that?
I follow your blog everyday to know how your doing and know what I need to pray for. My husband has had cancer twice…the first one in the 4th stage, and GOD healed HIS body…twice. I think your story is amazing and your so a inspiration for others and a testimony. My husband and I took alot out of what we went through and what we took was..a testimony. I sang a song during my testimony for my husband, as a spouse, that is no hill for a climber and no battle for a child of God. You are a climber and a child of God! You keep climbing. I am standing in faith with you through this…UNTIL!
oh and dont worry about what others say!! I say you go girl and go Dad! I know that he is so proud of you because for me…my husband is my hero. Oh and the hair…yeah the hair that my husband lost in clumps really got to me…I guess because when my husband had no hair, the cancer became real to me…but after the shock…I thought… “you are one hottie” and you my sister in Christ, are beautiful ..and I mean that.
Fight the good fight–keep the faith! My husband and I are standing with you!
By HIS stripes, you are healed!
Lisa
Your strength, your family, your faith and your God are glorified every time your fingers fine these keys.
Stand tall. And know that we arenot only praying for you, but for those that are living in such pain that only by inflicting it on others do they feel good. A bully is a bully on the playground or in cyberspace. How sad that their hearts are so hard and their heads so hollow.
Because of Jesus, Bobbie
I NEVER comment – I am too busy being a wife, mother, the nana of the year, friend and a person with two jobs. This is not a sad story – this is not poor me -this is JOYFUL me – I am so proud of my daughter and her attitude towards life. I am so proud of her three children and our conscience decision to “put our best foot forward”. We, behind the scenes of the blog world are living life to its fullest. Eli is going to the dentist today, Emma has an appointment at Shands, Easton is still giddy over her slumber party for her birthday. She and 3 of her best friends made smores on the outside firepit, looked longingly at the pool that was “off limits” due to her broken arm (thats another story) Laughed until two AM then Nana threatened to beat the chilren (just kidding or not!) When Eli became sad because he could not have his birthday now (you can only understand this if you are a small sensative boy) I spent two hours laying on the bed looking at web sites with star wars legos bookmarking things to give this sweet boy a smile and something to look forward to. All of this as Emma with her strong presence is walking around with plastic cleaning gloves on screaming at the top of her lungs about being a robot! This is my life – I LOVE IT. I am not caught up with mean people because there is so much love around me. So when people try to bring us down – we smile – thank our maker for our family and put our best foot forward – try it annonymous it might make your life a little happier because all that negativeness is sooooo draining. Got to go kiss all of the three “E’s” and thank God for all he has blessed us with -good and bad. It is not our choice what falls in our lap but it is our choice how we decide to handle it! I choose to be thankful and grateful for what I have today! Nana is now back to being what you call a “lurker” Don’t make me comment again!
Remember how the people accused Christ of things He was not?
Papa knows the big picture…
and… we know the end of the story…
just kick the dirt of your shoes and keep walking girl…
you are a far better person…
hugs
Connie
Delete Away, Heather, Delete Away!
I have been reading your blog for a while. I come to you for inspiration in my life. I have prayed for you and ask those who read my blog to do the same.
It really makes me sick to my gut that anyone would attack you. That is one cheap shot.
But I am glad I see that the warrior chick in you is beginning to shine.
I am glad you took your stand!
In all honesty I have come around blogs that I don’t agree with what is posted, I just read and walk away. But why slander? why hurt someone intentionally?
I enjoy your writing Heather, keep it up!
Hugs and blessings
Well Heather, I don’t know how I missed this one but I am here to say a few things. First, it blesses me so much to see when your dad makes his presence known here! How he loves you and watches over you, just like your Heavenly Father does. Double blessing here!!! And NANA, I just love her mother heart for her girl. She’s my kind of lady and don’t mess with our kids!! I think I know where your spunk comes from:) You always bless me when I read your words Heather, ALWAYS. I feel sorry for the ones who “don’t get it”. I agree with all the others, EXERCISE that delete button!! I am only sorry that you have to read the nastiness that needs to be deleted. Let it ROLL OFF. I love you and you have my heart and prayers.
Love and Hugs, Laurie in Ca.
Heather,
I know that you get a lot of comments everyday, so I don’t know if you will get to mine… but I just want to let you know that you have touched this 14 year old’s heart. Through every circumstance that you have gone through, you just keep on going. You let the light of the Lord shine through you in every post that you write. You are such an inspiration to me. You are raising a such wonderful Christian family. Even through all the business that your family has, you always have time to sit down and and dig into His Word. Thanks for taking us on this journey through your life!
Good for you Heather
I thought you dad’s comment was lovely.
Heather, I follow your blog because your faith in the midst of all of this inspires me greatly and has helped me to turn back to God and re-explore my relationship with Him. I don’t know why people can’t follow the rule “If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all” or, even better, “Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.”
I say use your delete key liberally, but hopefully you won’t even have to see such hateful comments.
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