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WOW, So that is what Hacking feels like.

This is short and sweet. I have been working on a new blog post that was near and dear to my heart. Today when I got on to work on it, I was shocked with what I saw. Someone with rather poor spelling I might add, had hacked into our blog and really wrote some rather sad views on our life. I hope that no one read this, but if you did, I am so sorry.


Parts of it were my thoughts....like the very first sentence and then the words to a song that I love. Other than that, who really knows. I have taken precaution to stop this and I hope that it does not happen again.


Check back in a few days as I hope to have this all fixed up again.


Thanks for your support and as always, your words of kindness to us.

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Comments

LJR said…
OH wow! I am sorry that happened to you. I don't understand how people can be so cruel. I hope you have all fixed soon, and that the hackers leave you alone!
Ayden said…
How sad that someone would feel the need to do such a mean thing to some of the most caring, giving people in the world! ((hugs))
(Can't wait for an update!)
Susan said…
Roberta I'm sorry to hear that. Maybe it's time for a password change to something more difficult? I hope it doesn't happen again.

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