Heidi November 9th, 2007
Thank you, Pam and Tearese, for your kind support of me in the “Brouhaha” over at Pioneer Woman (and the others who haven’t commented, but have emailed their kind support).
I wasn’t planning on posting anything about it, but now that the dust has settled a bit, I feel more comfortable directly addressing it.
For those of you who don’t read Pioneer Woman, she’s been posting a series of chapters telling the story of how she met her husband, Marlboro Man, and their courtship.
As a fan of all things romantic and foofy, I have thoroughly enjoyed the romance and suspense (and laughter).
This last Tuesday, she posted her latest installment, which ended with Marlboro Man inviting her to spend the night at his place.
Tons of people commented that they she should go spend the night with him.
This was the moment of decision for me.
Should I comment that I hoped she didn’t? And that if the story continued to be, in my opinion, “too steamy”, that I would stop reading it?
I thought about not commenting at all and pretending I hadn’t read it and didn’t feel icky inside because I had.
But I couldn’t help myself.
I’ve been singing Pioneer Woman praises to strangers on the street with multiple references and links to her on my blog. So, I didn’t feel good about letting it slide by without saying where I stood on it, because I take my recommendations very seriously.
So, I did.
And boy did other people let me have it.
I had started a full-fledged “comment-war” (as my friend, Charlotte, called it).
Honestly, I was quite shocked at how harshly I was treated. I consider myself a gentle, sensitive soul, and have been blessed to be treated with love and respect by my fellow human beings. So, I was completely unprepared for the “Brouhaha” that ensued.
By the end of it all, I’d been accused of so many things I had no idea where they were all coming from!
And the worst part of it all was I started to believe I’d said the things they were saying I’d said and wondered if I really was a terrible, no-good, judgmental horse-thief who needed to be strung up on the nearest tree.
Thank goodness for Charming and the others who said they agreed with me. That made me feel less alienated.
And thank goodness for modern prophets and scriptures.
Every time I started to doubt myself and wonder if what I’d done was right, I thought about the Family Proclamation.
I’ve been trying to memorize it and saying parts of it to myself was incredibly calming and reassuring.
Tuesday night, Charming looked at me and asked, “Do you regret your comment?”
I thought for a moment.
Did I regret it? I asked myself. Would I do it again, knowing what would happen?
Had it been emotionally trying for me? Yes.
Was it frustrating to have complete strangers judging me to be a bad person? Absolutely.
I looked back at Charming and answered honestly, “No, I don’t regret it.”
Thank you again for your kind support!