tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post3665295033261131979..comments2024-03-28T12:23:59.235-04:00Comments on Bless Our Hearts: Antidepressants You Don't Need A Prescription ForMs. Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-18118788250147537042016-10-28T14:28:54.952-04:002016-10-28T14:28:54.952-04:00I must have really, really been afraid that she...I must have really, really been afraid that she'd never come to get me because I will absolutely never forget the relief when I saw her. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-37665304812975428782016-10-28T14:28:05.135-04:002016-10-28T14:28:05.135-04:00I think I did just write a short story!I think I did just write a short story!Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-33903408811311786862016-10-28T14:27:45.351-04:002016-10-28T14:27:45.351-04:00Yes indeed! That is Vergil's handiwork! And Je...Yes indeed! That is Vergil's handiwork! And Jessie's, too, actually. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-89335214536253489862016-10-28T14:27:17.148-04:002016-10-28T14:27:17.148-04:00Oh, Ellen! No! I've never heard that story and...Oh, Ellen! No! I've never heard that story and how incredibly sad it is. Well, you know- at least some of us learned how NOT to mother from example. We should be proud of that, too. <br />I am so sorry it was this way for you as a child. Breaks my heart. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-80555798026068522212016-10-28T14:25:50.772-04:002016-10-28T14:25:50.772-04:00Yep. His feelings about being with us seem fairly ...Yep. His feelings about being with us seem fairly toasty at this moment. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-25199293834490707182016-10-28T14:25:28.687-04:002016-10-28T14:25:28.687-04:00Yes! Oh my god. For a child to want to sit in your...Yes! Oh my god. For a child to want to sit in your lap and be read to- the very sweetest. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-43489023568819772512016-10-28T14:24:56.195-04:002016-10-28T14:24:56.195-04:00It was a delicious day!It was a delicious day!Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-52400013512147664612016-10-28T14:24:38.061-04:002016-10-28T14:24:38.061-04:00Oh, Jessie! I am so glad I could make you happy by...Oh, Jessie! I am so glad I could make you happy by making myself happy by not only getting to spend time with this remarkable boy of yours, but by being able to write about him, too. My joy. Magic for me too. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-23627006641707724382016-10-28T14:23:18.827-04:002016-10-28T14:23:18.827-04:00At least my babies never felt the fear of abandonm...At least my babies never felt the fear of abandonment, as far as I know. And for that, I am so thankful. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-67589274000271440622016-10-28T14:22:18.706-04:002016-10-28T14:22:18.706-04:00He would rule with great humor and yes, many crack...He would rule with great humor and yes, many crackers. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-66082413949882055042016-10-28T08:46:56.444-04:002016-10-28T08:46:56.444-04:00I agree with Elizabeth -- I could picture your mom...I agree with Elizabeth -- I could picture your mom coming down the hall with an uneven gait! Glad you got some prime bonding time with August.Steve Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11684120060438252945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-69872752089793010582016-10-27T23:10:27.566-04:002016-10-27T23:10:27.566-04:00He really is so damn cute! And I loved the story o...He really is so damn cute! And I loved the story of your mother and church daycare. The image of your mother, hobbling down the hallway with her broken shoe -- well, it was powerful. I think you should write a short story...Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03313726816776097840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-70020648315155545032016-10-27T18:53:05.557-04:002016-10-27T18:53:05.557-04:00What a sweet bright star August is! And the raised...What a sweet bright star August is! And the raised beds I assume his father made are gorgeous.Ahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06318174928862120631noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-19523610691137074472016-10-27T12:28:06.759-04:002016-10-27T12:28:06.759-04:00That August is a jewel.
I wouldn't call his l...That August is a jewel.<br /><br />I wouldn't call his life successful. he fails at everything. <br /><br />I made sure my kids knew I loved them and was loathe to be parted from them. I think I've told you this before that my mother, who was blond, whose first child was blond, when the nurse brought me to her after I was born with my dark hair she refused me saying that I was not her baby. they had to call my father to convince her. she was not an affectionate woman. in fact she really didn't even like kids and would push me away if I sat too close to her. no wonder my report cards from 1st to 3rd grade were about how needy for attention I was. I had a baby brother (blond) by then who the sun rose and set on as far as my parents were concerned.ellen abbotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00535475792150335186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-9266013216518177872016-10-27T00:07:18.680-04:002016-10-27T00:07:18.680-04:00You and your grands make up the best story materia...You and your grands make up the best story material ever. This warmed my heart. Pure love. I love little Gus warming up to you and Bop!Joannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08015888228309968515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-36072459526426591202016-10-26T22:34:04.031-04:002016-10-26T22:34:04.031-04:00"...and he backed himself into my lap..."..."...and he backed himself into my lap..."<br /><br />thank you for the memory. top 10 best feelings ever<br /><br />xoxoxo<br />michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09861251743062824891noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-91914470729771533632016-10-26T22:23:28.588-04:002016-10-26T22:23:28.588-04:00You write so beautifully! I felt I was right there...You write so beautifully! I felt I was right there with you and that sweet August. What a wonderful mother and Mermer you are. I'm glad you had such a happy day. :)Sherryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11044809479022489978noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-15912061612713096732016-10-26T22:13:36.969-04:002016-10-26T22:13:36.969-04:00Oh my goodness!! This makes my heart burst with jo...Oh my goodness!! This makes my heart burst with joy and happiness. I love this post (but of course I do because it's about my most proud accomplishment). I'm so very grateful to have you as my mama and as my baby's Mer Mer. I really don't worry when I leave him with you, because I know from first hand experience that you make everything better. August already knows that. <br />Thank you again for giving me that time today to pamper myself, and also for writing so perfectly about our little love boy. I get to be with him almost 24/7, and yet, to read about him in your words is just magical. honeylunahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10528514781592213251noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-73218759111862760442016-10-26T21:04:05.226-04:002016-10-26T21:04:05.226-04:00It warms my heart to see a little boy so happy. Re...It warms my heart to see a little boy so happy. Redeems a bit of the world.<br />What a hard memory to have, Mary. And what a sweet thing to replace it with. Life is so much different for these little grand babies than it was for you. And you know, Mary, you raised their mothers to be such good women so that it is possible for all your grandchildren to be filled with such joy. What a good job you did, Mermer.livhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00091094639074377780noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-72909766947032620092016-10-26T19:27:43.510-04:002016-10-26T19:27:43.510-04:00Bah. He's a nasty little man.
August, howeve...Bah. He's a nasty little man. <br /><br />August, however, is a darling little man. All the funsies :) <br /><br />August for President. Crackers for all. <br />Johttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08988685736635515808noreply@blogger.com