tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post6569785937946551521..comments2024-03-29T10:31:35.829-04:00Comments on Bless Our Hearts: Running Away, Locking The GateMs. Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-44050814953108724782011-08-08T10:01:42.303-04:002011-08-08T10:01:42.303-04:00This is a very wise post, Ms. Moon.
You are very ...This is a very wise post, Ms. Moon.<br /><br />You are very wise, and I love you.Sarcastic Bastardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17116577711704241625noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-21313407298775112502011-08-06T02:16:36.907-04:002011-08-06T02:16:36.907-04:00I'm tired and can't pull together a proper...I'm tired and can't pull together a proper comment. But I want to say thank you. Thank you.Steph(anie)https://www.blogger.com/profile/01345590378662641435noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-3591413697651733742011-08-05T21:35:18.153-04:002011-08-05T21:35:18.153-04:00Oh indeed. Yes and yes. I often want to run away (...Oh indeed. Yes and yes. I often want to run away (even though life is actually, finally, strangely?) calm and (dare I say it?) full of what I've always wanted. And yet, I still feel pinned to the couch, eyeing that wet dog of loneliness and anxiety who still curls on the stoop; he's not rabid, but he's always lurking.<br /><br />And I am so glad that there are folks like you, who write about this, it's vagueness, how it can appear shallow or trite to others (my mother's advice, still,is to "just get OVER it, Sara.") Yeah. And all those years I thought I was alone, the only one who felt this way and it has been such a blessing to read the words of others who know this wet dog, this monkey, who live anyway, who have the courage to say in the same breath I"m happy and I'm anxious and know that both are true and that it's a struggle. So, thanks for doing this important, important stuff. Enjoy that martini. I"m enjoying my wine and a night below 90 degrees.Ramona Quimbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01308882206677929003noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-20120940075406700432011-08-05T21:07:11.066-04:002011-08-05T21:07:11.066-04:00Denise- I did chop vegetables and I did drink a ma...Denise- I did chop vegetables and I did drink a martini and I am now about to make a peach and berry cobbler for Jessie and Vergil who will be here soon.<br />I don't understand any of this life but I know that food is good. <br />And I have hugged the man plenty and been hugged back in turn and I suppose I will survive. Thank-you.Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-78074768673536213172011-08-05T17:50:28.200-04:002011-08-05T17:50:28.200-04:00Thank you, Mrs. Moon, for that deep and thoughtful...Thank you, Mrs. Moon, for that deep and thoughtful post. Maybe Buster will get that damn little monkey and do something for his own doggy salvation. And Owen will say, "Better." And all this will happen while you are chopping vegetables, because god knows that vegetables are here for us to eat and feel better. So I hope you eat yours tonight, and have a beer, and hug the boy and the man, and have a sweet dream tonight.xoxoxDenise Emanuel Clemenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10982725113569943337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-90682088063066968742011-08-05T16:41:34.808-04:002011-08-05T16:41:34.808-04:00Kori- Eventually, you realize that no matter how c...Kori- Eventually, you realize that no matter how cheesy it sounds- wherever you go, there you are. Sigh.<br /><br />Lois- I'm sorry. Where did all these little monkeys come from?<br /><br />Elizabeth- No. That is exactly what YOU do and that is why I love YOU! <br /><br />Jeannie- I know. Sad but true.<br /><br />Sage- My anxiety is not so much about things that I fear. I mean, sometimes it grabs onto a focus, but mostly, it's just...stupid.<br /><br />N2- Oh. I crave a massage. I AM going to get one soon. I AM.<br /><br />Joanne- It's really hard to understand, even if you have experienced it. It sounds so...vague. <br /><br />Ms. Fleur- Sounds like y'all had a great day! I'm glad. And honey, I appreciate the offer but I don't think I could get so much as the leaf of a green in my refrigerator.Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-6965346688643945402011-08-05T15:44:45.103-04:002011-08-05T15:44:45.103-04:00Sorry your feeling icky sticky. Maybe the rain wi...Sorry your feeling icky sticky. Maybe the rain will help...?<br /><br />Today we went to the park and we were the only ones there! The whole park to ourselves. Then we found an intact Chick Fil-A kid book, which equals free ice cream. We got our freebee ice cream and made a new friend. Now, laundry.<br /><br />Hey, do you want some greens water? I made some last night and have much too much for just one batch of soup. (We have a serious space issue in our fridgidaires)<br />Hugs,<br />pfPetit fleurhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02626110471501778855noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-29973064722539163762011-08-05T15:13:59.201-04:002011-08-05T15:13:59.201-04:00Thanks for all the insights. I have a dear friend...Thanks for all the insights. I have a dear friend I'm trying to understand this for. You illuminate more than you'll ever know.Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09834682329952369721noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-65729471807778816272011-08-05T14:42:26.877-04:002011-08-05T14:42:26.877-04:00I awoke with mean monkey thoughts this morning mys...I awoke with mean monkey thoughts this morning myself. I am going to cast them off my back with a massage from one of my favorite women here in a minute.<br /><br />Wishing you a good book, a satisfying walk, a talk with a friend that brings that "Better" feeling today. (That O-boy is an old soul. Such wisdom from the not-quite-two year-old!)<br /><br />x0 N2N2https://www.blogger.com/profile/09508740809219902631noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-77807345007992026572011-08-05T14:39:20.008-04:002011-08-05T14:39:20.008-04:00Anxiety runs in my family. My mom has it BIGTIME....Anxiety runs in my family. My mom has it BIGTIME. I've been getting worse with mine over the past decade or so. It's an uphill battle, for sure!<br /><br />One of the things that's helped me tremendously over the past year is gaining knowledge about the things I fear. Somehow, learning as much as I can, makes me more able to think rationally during those moments of panic.Blog Staffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13210642718304296598noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-20524409855040660252011-08-05T14:38:26.343-04:002011-08-05T14:38:26.343-04:00I've always had the urge to run away but then ...I've always had the urge to run away but then I'd think - I have to take me with me...Jeanniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15320507412459242451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-25884957809224206912011-08-05T13:51:10.575-04:002011-08-05T13:51:10.575-04:00Well, given that it's nearly 11:00 and I'm...Well, given that it's nearly 11:00 and I'm still in my nightgown in a very quiet house, devoid of small boys and the girl is asleep in her room, all is well. However, I have loads to do and am stymied and paralyzed and stuck here in my chair. It's a good, good thing to have you here to read -- to ponder -- there is much to wonder about. I so appreciate your ability to write of and to express your experience. You are making the world more open and understanding -- you are teaching and exposing those of us with different lives, different experiences -- thank you, Ms. Moon. I love you so.Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03313726816776097840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-14676280412097924612011-08-05T13:36:42.486-04:002011-08-05T13:36:42.486-04:00Same here. That monkey has been trying to strangl...Same here. That monkey has been trying to strangle me for the past week and a half and I know he'll stop eventually, but still.Loishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10737705457021667861noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-47817544454473826472011-08-05T13:28:41.437-04:002011-08-05T13:28:41.437-04:00Yep, me too, me too, all of it. Even the comments....Yep, me too, me too, all of it. Even the comments. Only now I am learning to simply stop and rest in the feeling of needing to run. Because it will pass, I have learned this too.Korihttp://seekorirant.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-89214240154173989812011-08-05T12:42:34.567-04:002011-08-05T12:42:34.567-04:00silverfinofhope- We do get better. We do. And Lord...silverfinofhope- We do get better. We do. And Lord Almighty, this is a big clock. Room for us all.<br /><br />plantingalongtheverge- Thank-you, dear woman. Thank-you.<br /><br />Joanne- Done with that doctor thing. I take the drugs. No worries. This passes. Thank-you.Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-471574548042938152011-08-05T12:31:18.148-04:002011-08-05T12:31:18.148-04:00This didn't take me so much by surprise, but i...This didn't take me so much by surprise, but it's still tough reading--and living and writing. I hope you go out the gate and talk to your friends, and the doctor...there's nothing wrong with easing through these times to be stronger. Take care of yourself, it's the only one there is!Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09834682329952369721noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-60956319799208094302011-08-05T12:15:28.514-04:002011-08-05T12:15:28.514-04:00Dear Ms Moon,
You have hit all the nails on their ...Dear Ms Moon,<br />You have hit all the nails on their tiny mind fucking little heads. <br /><br />Love,<br />Yo<br />PS I love monkey metaphors.plantingalongtheverge.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13899341805908954700noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-36797631795746595882011-08-05T10:55:05.922-04:002011-08-05T10:55:05.922-04:00Ms. Moon-blossom, you have obviously reached deep ...Ms. Moon-blossom, you have obviously reached deep into my skull and pulled out what's always been ailing me...how did you find the door? <br /><br />Anyway, <br /><br />Yes. This. I've ALWAYS been a bolter and am just settling down. Usually it has to do with just what you said: anxiety. Scared that things won't work out, that I'll fail, that I'll be loathed, that something awful will happen, that I'll gobble up drugs or alcohol and embarrass myself. For me, it has everything to do with being a hard-wired recovering addict. I do all right now, though. It's good to read that I'm not the only cookoo in the clock. :) :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com