Yesterday, I posted about love.
I opened my heart about how it feels to be living in North Carolina where the KKK is marching. And how Nazi salutes caused fitful sleep. No matter “which side” you are on, these are real events and they disturb me. It is NOT a political statement.
I simply expressed how I felt and that we need to reach out with love to those who are different than us. Love conquers fear. And that quilting joins us together.
NOTHING I said was political. If you don’t believe me you can read yesterday’s post.
But today I am hurt, and really have no words for the kinds of ugly comments….DIATRIBES paragraphs long - bashing me for political views that I NEVER EXPRESSED.
I never expected this from you, my readers.
These comments have been deleted. Those who have found their comments deleted? I would appreciate it if you would never leave another comment on this blog. I didn’t deserve this, and I am done.
You can find somewhere else to go, because the views you expressed – the way you lashed out at me, or tried to tell me what I can or can’t do with my blog? That was as if I had invited you into my home, into my life –and you shouted those things to my face.
Some said “there is no place for this on a quilting blog.” This is NOT a quilting blog. Quilting is part of my life, but it is not all of my life. I share EVERYTHING here, it is my journal. You are here as my guest.
And if I am concerned about something, I will write about it.
And I will turn OFF the commenting.
While you were busy slamming me --
I was doing this.
Box #16 is out the door.
I am headed to Florida late this afternoon where I will be spending Thanksgiving.
There may or may not be a blog post.
I’ve lost my faith in people’s ability to chose kindness. To chose respect for others’ opinions. To hold their own views silent while they allow someone else to express a different opinion.
I’m asking myself WHY I’ve been doing this day in and day out for years and years and offering all I do for free ---when this is how I am treated for simply stating that we need to see each other as individuals and love each other.
This isn’t worth it to me anymore.
Quiltville Quote of the Day.