First off, let’s begin with a disclaimer: I was in fact Raised By Women, so I didn’t know the difference between a Minnesota Viking and a St. Louis Ram.
I posted a story yesterday entitled Childlike Faith.
Long story short is that my dog chewed a toy that Gabriel got at McDonald’s, which Gabriel in turn gave to our Elf on the Shelf for Santa to fix at his workshop.
I was leery about posting a SECOND post on Monday, because I had already posted one, and I want to spread them out – so I was hesitant about posting an additional post, especially at 9:40 at night, and especially without resolution to my problem.
I’ve been trying to generate more conversational interaction between my public and I in the comment section of the blog, but most of my traffic comes from Facebook, and therefore most of my commenting occurs there. To further complicate matters, I share my posts as BigCalfGuy, and again as Ryan Whitehouse.
I got out of the shower this morning, and was coming into the bedroom to find Beth already on Facebook. She said, “Hey Babe, your post last night sparked something in people.” She was right:
I honestly didn’t think anyone would find this anything more than an interesting read. I didn’t expect any sort of outpouring of support or offerings of help. There were conversations being held on my page, the website’s page, and on the pages of those who shared.
To complicate things, I had to be at work at 7 a.m., where I am not allowed to be on Facebook. So, my hands were tied to respond or reply.
In the end, lots of people came to my rescue, for which I’m eternally grateful, and my friend Vanessa actually ordered one on what I suspect is Ebay.
How awesome are people? How cool is the sense of community and support for keeping a kid’s beliefs in Santa and his magic alive? Fantastic!