Everyone in a country with restaurants has spent $10.00 on a bad meal before. Remember that as you finish reading this post. I have never asked …Can you spare $10 to give someone a reason to be thankful?
These Times i would never forget the timesi am begging for you to stayi am grateful for those timesyou left me waiting; uncertaini know how your heart breaksmore than minebut that taught melove’s greatest lessonto look beyond what eyes can seeto feel loved beyondhugs and kisses and warm embracesespecially at times when you are near […]These Times — michnavs
I wrote this post some time ago and am now sharing it again with some revisions. As Dr. Tanya is not posting her blogging insight posts in April, I felt that sharing this post again is a good idea.
Once upon a time, Rory of A Guy Called Bloke asked this question;
Why should People Read Your Blog…….
To answer this question, I went and looked through some of the comments my readers have left on my blog.
They have very kindly shared their thoughts on my posts and what I have come up with are these reasons:
1. I write with all my convictions and from my heart. That appeals to most of my readers. If a person is sincere and believes in what they are saying/ writing, then that has more impact on others.
2. I have a variety of subjects on my blog. It’s not about one topic only. That makes for an interesting mix and people like to read that.
3. I write many times a day and that makes it easy for them to catch either one or all of my posts.
4. I write about my own life experiences and some readers can relate to that.
So these are a few reasons, why people read my blog.
Many people when asked, respond that it is not important to them how many people read their posts but I feel that deep down in our heart we do want some acknowledgment and feedback on our writing. I have been very lucky that I have connected with like-minded people on WordPress who read my posts and share their views too.
Why do you read my blog?
Please share your thoughts and feedback in the comments.
holding a face very familiar in my hands I feel apprehensive of what I will encounter behind the known mask rawness of emotion is so scary -I don another mask to counter savageness of the real, untested you and me https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2022/03/21/what-do-you-see-126-march-21st-2022/Savageness — Reena Saxena
Sharing this post as a part of Fandango Friday Flashback
Beckie is the host of Working on Us.
My favorite holiday memories;
This holiday memory dated back to my childhood. That means it’s around fifty years old.
In holidays we visited my aunt who lived in a seaside city. We were very excited as we were going by train. It was the most wonderful journey for children of our age, that is; 10, 8 and 7 and we enjoyed it to the fullest. We spend a night on the train and had a lot of fun.
Once at my aunt’s place, we visited the ocean for the first time in our lives. And you can imagine how excited we were. The boat rides, the beach visits all were so memorable!
My favorite holiday movie;
Is not a holiday movie at all. I love all animated movies and anyone of them would be my favorite during holiday season.
Kung Fu Panda – 3
Hope you all will enjoy!
I’ve decided to host a nice weekly challenge that’ll get your creative side of the brain going! All you have to do is to comment your opinion on the …
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