Making Lemonade

So, I just discovered for the first time that a comment I left on someone’s blog has been deleted. That post has also been edited to remove the portion I was questioning. All without any sort of acknowledgment from the author.

If she’d acknowledged my point at all, I was ready to come and link to her post. It’s a good one, especially post-edit. As it is, she deleted the praise I left along with the “Is this really what you mean? Really?” portion.

Ick.

For the record, I value all the comments I receive here, and all the commenters. And my pledge to you is: if I ever have reason to remove a comment that isn’t spam or an outright troll attack, I’ll get in touch and at least acknowledge your existence. Even if I don’t already know you.

Edited to add: I just now read the blogger’s “Introduction” page, which reads in part:

If you continue past this page into the current posts and archives, you are entering my own little universe where I will not apologize for the expression of my feelings. Neither will I justify them; nor does writing them down mean that they will stay that way forever and ever and ever. I retain the right to change my mind about how I feel about something or someone. But I will leave the trace of my feelings up because that is how I grow and learn and yet stay who I am.

I wasn’t asking her to apologize for anything. But she sure didn’t leave “the trace of [her] feelings,” if that’s what it was, up.

I’m not sure yet whether I’ll keep reading this blog or remove it from my Reader feed. It’s interesting to read, but now I feel kind of tainted.