Think it might be because no one has posted a comment about her web site - so I took a few moments to go visit. Sadly I can't think of anything constructive to say, other than perhaps a bit more care with spelling would be a good idea - otherwise it's just a personal web site.
When we're kids, an inordinate number of the people we talk to every day care about our well-being. Our parents, our other relatives, our teachers, and other community helpers usually want us to be happy and healthy.
As we grow, our world becomes larger, and we come to have relationships with more people. So as we grow, we inevitably discover that only a small percentage of the people in our world truly care about us.
As we continue to grow, we're less alarmed by this fact. We realize that we ourselves, and most human beings, are morally average people who care mostly about their loved ones, themselves, and maybe an ideal or two. In times of crisis, like 9-11, we are surprised to find ourselves caring about everybody. But only the rare saint cares about each person in the world.
Though we should treat everybody fairly and with a modicum of benevolence, there's no moral law that says we have to care about everybody, and no moral law that says that everybody has to care about us.
Understanding how little most people care can be liberating. Knowing that salespeople & professors don't really care about us, we realize that we don't have to please them.
If you'll forgive a partial digression, here's an old saying.
At twenty, we care about what people think about us.
At forty, we don't give a damn what people think about us.
At sixty, we realize that people weren't thinking about us.
People who care about us are precious in a world where most people don't.