tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post4303287508433773932..comments2024-03-29T09:49:40.994-04:00Comments on Bless Our Hearts: Another Memory PostMs. Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-18203623234124160962019-09-11T20:58:22.709-04:002019-09-11T20:58:22.709-04:00Darling Mary, your life has always been filled wit...Darling Mary, your life has always been filled with music and musicians, it seems. I really understand the world being in shades of gray and then one day bursting into color. It happened so vividly for me. In an instant. And I hadn’t even realized I’d been seeing the world in shades of gray until suddenly I could see color again. So I do understand that lonely girl in the sea spray. How far we’ve come. 37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-35320345714624393502019-09-11T15:04:02.979-04:002019-09-11T15:04:02.979-04:00Hoo-rayyy! I found a way to comment today. x0x0xx0...Hoo-rayyy! I found a way to comment today. x0x0xx0xx0N2http://n2notesfromabroad.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-77410534541815362002019-09-11T15:00:07.482-04:002019-09-11T15:00:07.482-04:00These stories about your early days ARE the memoir...These stories about your early days ARE the memoir you are meant to write, and ARE writing. Own it, Dear Woman. Love reading your story, as always, as I have been since Owen was a baby. x0x0N2N2http://n2notesfromabroad.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-23631832227386120762019-09-11T12:57:41.910-04:002019-09-11T12:57:41.910-04:00I suppose we've all had times when we felt we ...I suppose we've all had times when we felt we didn't fit in anywhere. actually that's been most of my life. it may be why I'm so anti-social. my parents got shunned from their social group and so they tried to re-enter that particular strata via me by micromanaging who I could be friends with. if they didn't live in the right neighborhood, their father didn't have the right job, divorced parents, they judged the kids I gravitated to by social status and none of them passed muster. <br /><br />you may have felt like you didn't belong but I bet all those people would have argued that you certainly did.ellen abbotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00535475792150335186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-16457276697934882162019-09-11T10:10:42.410-04:002019-09-11T10:10:42.410-04:00I love the idea that everyone contributed somethin...I love the idea that everyone contributed something to those jam sessions, even if only listening. It makes me wish I'd been there!<br /><br />I wonder if abusers have any sense of the lasting pain they inflict. Supposedly many abusers have been abused themselves, or so the experts say. You'd think that would make them want to break the cycle.Steve Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11684120060438252945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-11666679001097657152019-09-11T06:06:57.715-04:002019-09-11T06:06:57.715-04:00Love to you. That is all for now. Love to you. That is all for now. Jillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06671446238805535547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-68256486967891924332019-09-11T05:56:45.238-04:002019-09-11T05:56:45.238-04:00i have the nightmares still too. thank you for sh...i have the nightmares still too. thank you for sharing this- indeed, we all have something of value to bring to the table. i',m gonna remind myself of that when my kids are being super difficult.<br /><br />xxalainaxxmrs.missalaineushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08542984504965262088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-64912027864282270492019-09-11T04:46:16.132-04:002019-09-11T04:46:16.132-04:00Oh dear Mary thank you for sharing all of this and...Oh dear Mary thank you for sharing all of this and I hope it helps you to recognise the many wonderful ways your life has brought you along - despite the horrid ones.<br />The past will never leave us. But it's the presence that needs us.Sabinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09015827501648296977noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-5730039455137475442019-09-10T22:23:06.918-04:002019-09-10T22:23:06.918-04:00Oh, wait. The brown hen in front, left. Those othe...Oh, wait. The brown hen in front, left. Those other three pot busters need to stop pecking her comb.Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16601010208310707750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-38855209917488495442019-09-10T22:21:35.514-04:002019-09-10T22:21:35.514-04:00(o)(o)Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16601010208310707750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-41189990921114458572019-09-10T22:12:31.531-04:002019-09-10T22:12:31.531-04:00Oh, I know I am not alone. I wish I were. I am so ...Oh, I know I am not alone. I wish I were. I am so sorry that you went through it too. And still have the dreams. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-89776544053180993382019-09-10T21:53:28.218-04:002019-09-10T21:53:28.218-04:00I am your exact age and my abusive situation...I am your exact age and my abusive situation was also over 50 years ago. All I can say is that somehow we survived and found a way to get past the horror. Except for dreams. Although it feels like it,please know you are not alone.terryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17029254221341149298noreply@blogger.com