tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post4518834445470808452..comments2024-03-29T06:37:40.071-04:00Comments on Bless Our Hearts: Up. Down. Ms. Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-71878071118624860592017-04-10T17:21:38.629-04:002017-04-10T17:21:38.629-04:00I'm so glad you got out of the house. I'm ...I'm so glad you got out of the house. I'm sure that makes all the difference in the world. I love the slap-hands-with-the-coach ritual!Steve Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11684120060438252945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-10375220606412603162017-04-09T19:41:29.472-04:002017-04-09T19:41:29.472-04:00Thank you, sweetie. So much for always being here....Thank you, sweetie. So much for always being here. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-46163313373404494912017-04-09T19:29:04.041-04:002017-04-09T19:29:04.041-04:00Did I ever tell you I love your family? Especially...Did I ever tell you I love your family? Especially, everyone.Joannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08015888228309968515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-54664458135917182892017-04-09T10:23:20.692-04:002017-04-09T10:23:20.692-04:00Absolutely. It's true. Getting out does help s...Absolutely. It's true. Getting out does help sometimes. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-23328590893902393162017-04-09T10:22:53.869-04:002017-04-09T10:22:53.869-04:00Oh, sweet woman. Thank you. I'm afraid my drea...Oh, sweet woman. Thank you. I'm afraid my dreams were classic anxious ones. A house filled with stuff and trash and people and children needing meals and rides to school and, and, and...<br />I can never find the garbage bags. I am not strong enough to deal with all of it. <br />Ugh. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-12170692424821276582017-04-09T10:21:29.039-04:002017-04-09T10:21:29.039-04:00Wow. You got the medicine you needed today and I a...Wow. You got the medicine you needed today and I am so glad for that. Sometimes we just need to hear that we are appreciated. Recognized for what we do. That's so awesome, Birdie. <br />And I was a little afraid to touch that curl, not wanting it to disappear. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-35987184187305483092017-04-09T10:20:02.738-04:002017-04-09T10:20:02.738-04:00Isn't she just the sassiest? That girl. She sl...Isn't she just the sassiest? That girl. She slays me too. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-11422502999482143082017-04-09T10:19:34.186-04:002017-04-09T10:19:34.186-04:00To pull or smoke? To pull or smoke? Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-38006657241107264322017-04-09T10:19:17.423-04:002017-04-09T10:19:17.423-04:00That's interesting, Catrina. I don't think...That's interesting, Catrina. I don't think it's an energy thing that makes me want to crawl back into bed. It's mostly just the idea of comfort and safety and abdicating responsibility. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-85476175125518927732017-04-09T07:57:22.298-04:002017-04-09T07:57:22.298-04:00That line "anxious itchiness was making me hy...That line "anxious itchiness was making me hyper aware" is so true. Getting out is half the battle. I work at home, by myself constantly; I think that alone-ness makes anxiety flourish. When I do get out, and talk to other adults!, I feel it lessen. Elle Clancyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11563633298659967269noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-58302741607619196112017-04-08T21:47:11.290-04:002017-04-08T21:47:11.290-04:00You know I understand the rollercoaster of emotion...You know I understand the rollercoaster of emotion, the feeling that one part of you is somehow removed, even as you soak up all the love and beauty of your family around you. They are so precious. Oh my, Maggie in those cowboy boots is a hoot. That little one has so much gumption and style! It's fascinating to watch them all grow. Now sleep well tonight, and may you dream calm, lovely dreams. Love. 37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-22083985493440671502017-04-08T21:42:55.442-04:002017-04-08T21:42:55.442-04:00Today was especially hard to get out of bed. Espec...Today was especially hard to get out of bed. Especially at 6:15. It is so hard. But then, out of the blue two cats showed up. And then, when I was at a client's her daughter stopped by and blessed my socks off in such a monumental way that I can't even put it into words just yet. It was so dark for me this morning. And then this woman. She hugged me when I left. As so did her brother who has Down syndrome and sees things we do not (another story. And the client. She hugged me too. I felt a little silly. And unprofessional. Because I was there to help them. But the daughter assured me that she was so glad that I was there and we all just blessed one another I guess. <br />Look at Magnolia with the curl. Did you wrap your fingers around it 10 million times?Birdiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03479872783727855901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-81628542910257551812017-04-08T21:36:23.553-04:002017-04-08T21:36:23.553-04:00Oh Mary. Hope you sleep well with Maurice by your ...Oh Mary. Hope you sleep well with Maurice by your side tonight. Maggie could not possibly be more adorably sassy! Those cowboy boots just slay me.<br />Xoxo<br />BarbaraAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-20040921520065343532017-04-08T20:25:03.948-04:002017-04-08T20:25:03.948-04:00WEED!!!WEED!!!Catalysthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03804837416104556928noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-19841916914752443902017-04-08T20:19:02.301-04:002017-04-08T20:19:02.301-04:00I have 18 people coming for Easter dinner, and tho...I have 18 people coming for Easter dinner, and though it's a week away I have a gazillion things to do. Yet all I think of all day long is when I can crawl back into bed. I was diagnosed with some wonky iron thing in December and my hemoglobin gets dangerously low....and all I want to do is sleep. Have you checked into that? It requires lab work, and I'm supposed to get iron infusions soon. But it may be worth checking into (if you're so inclined). Rest well tonight!!Catrinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17408495829569772826noreply@blogger.com