Every once in awhile I really get to wondering about who stops by this blog. I look at the couple of tools I have for recording visits and I think: Hmmmm.
Some people, I know exactly who they are. We've become blogging friends and/or they've sent the occasional email.
Others are from places where I know lots of people IRL and I wonder who is quietly lurking ~ from nearby Cleveland suburbs, from my seminary town of Pittsburgh, from Boston and its environs, from Chicago and its.
Still others are from links from links from parents whose children have died. THAT I get. We all want to know how others are making it.
And others are from places that just sound cool: Lower Hutt, Wellington, New Zealand, for instance. I think that most of the overseas visitors come by accidentally in the course of a word or picture search , but still: What's it like to live in Lower Hutt in New Zealand?
Oh, my. Apparently it's something like this:
(And I live where? In a midwestern American city? I love where we live, but let's get real.)
I've become incredibly lazy about making myself known when I visit others, so I can hardly complain. But I am curious.
I've added a link in the sidebar to Loyola Press's 31 Days with Ignatius. Unless I double up, I'll miss seven or eight of them while I'm on retreat, where technology is highly discouraged. But you might want to pay them a visit, as long as you're here anyway.