tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post1771648952922023416..comments2024-03-28T07:49:02.373-04:00Comments on Bless Our Hearts: Hitting The Ground Running. Or At Least Walking QuicklyMs. Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-90367355263507901772014-03-12T11:59:08.657-04:002014-03-12T11:59:08.657-04:00Love is powerful. You have great love. Love is powerful. You have great love. Sydhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05642843245634635843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-60079223886569923722014-03-10T19:27:09.356-04:002014-03-10T19:27:09.356-04:00Birdie- I think this is the way it is.
Elizabeth...Birdie- I think this is the way it is. <br /><br />Elizabeth- Then I have done my job here today. Tee-hee!<br /><br />SJ- And yet, I bet you anything, they are so proud to see you fly back to that world which you inhabit. SO proud. I sure as hell would be. <br /><br />Beth Coyote- There should be some way to define which sort of love we mean. Our language is a little lacking in that regard. <br /><br />Brother Wrecking Ball- I miss you here! But whenever you check in, I am just so glad to see you. I know exactly what you mean as I know that you know exactly what I mean.<br /><br />Ellen Abbott- Ah- the new notebook in which we shall never make a blot! The endless and foolish optimism of new beginnings. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-7619573748227160282014-03-10T16:48:57.012-04:002014-03-10T16:48:57.012-04:00Chaos and entropy have reigned supreme at my house...Chaos and entropy have reigned supreme at my house just about ever since I first got one. When we got the country house and moved I vowed not to let this house get away from me. Ha ha ha ha ha. I'm so funny.ellen abbotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00535475792150335186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-66158181242533296242014-03-10T16:05:22.475-04:002014-03-10T16:05:22.475-04:00Once again there are some connective themes betwee...Once again there are some connective themes between us. I am struggling to let my kids do their own thing, with one moved out and the other talking about it. And dear God how I'd like to go back and make some changes in what I did raising them. <br />It was good to hear your voice in these lines again. I wish I could read your blog at work like the old days. Human Wrecking Ballhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15799205524837378335noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-91389586208236583572014-03-10T14:46:16.247-04:002014-03-10T14:46:16.247-04:00I love them so much, the squeezing and releasing o...I love them so much, the squeezing and releasing of my heart and as we all age, the love expands outward in all directions. I love sushi, I LOVE my children.beth coyotehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04671290135595711572noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-72944540536301864092014-03-10T14:29:06.861-04:002014-03-10T14:29:06.861-04:00One of the most heartbreaking things for me as a d...One of the most heartbreaking things for me as a daughter is seeing the look on both of my parents' faces when I drive away from them to go back to DC.SJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14174193133138897712noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-31953472219054376542014-03-10T13:23:28.220-04:002014-03-10T13:23:28.220-04:00Ah -- such a great post.
And whenever you write o...Ah -- such a great post.<br /><br />And whenever you write of your love for your children, how much you miss them when they're gone from you, I think more compassionately toward my own mother who complains constantly about how much she hates me being so far from her. Claudia thanks you, I'm sure, for that rare bit of compassion --<br />Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03313726816776097840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-75379179492950899412014-03-10T11:54:06.682-04:002014-03-10T11:54:06.682-04:00I never understood how much my mom and dad loved m...I never understood how much my mom and dad loved me until I had children. Birdiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03479872783727855901noreply@blogger.com