tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6579217219896241812.post298761303283829375..comments2023-07-24T10:58:42.752-04:00Comments on transition: making lemonade...Anndihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08703154815958841195noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6579217219896241812.post-65290265517566892212008-09-30T12:44:00.000-04:002008-09-30T12:44:00.000-04:00Turnbaby: And I'm happy you've found yours my frie...Turnbaby: And I'm happy you've found yours my friend.<BR/><BR/>Thank you. But it was what it was and I've decided to forgive. I'll be guarded from now on.<BR/><BR/>Hugs and smoochesAnndihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08703154815958841195noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6579217219896241812.post-57468961609053581992008-09-30T10:41:00.000-04:002008-09-30T10:41:00.000-04:00I love how beautifully you express that connection...I love how beautifully you express that connection they had and what we all seek. I'm so happy for you finally finding yours Angelbaby.<BR/><BR/>I am sorry you have had this conflict. It pains me to think of you crying.<BR/><BR/>HUG<BR/><BR/>SmoochLiz Hillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02112548452165588580noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6579217219896241812.post-53087443610281888382008-09-29T14:17:00.000-04:002008-09-29T14:17:00.000-04:00Bond: That's too bad. Hopefully it didn't make you...Bond: That's too bad. Hopefully it didn't make you cry.Anndihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08703154815958841195noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6579217219896241812.post-32917512073045331832008-09-29T13:56:00.000-04:002008-09-29T13:56:00.000-04:00I know what you mean about hurtful words...I have ...I know what you mean about hurtful words...I have had many thrown at me recently alsoVinny "Bond" Marinihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07033455144526676371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6579217219896241812.post-37371069620311098712008-09-29T12:41:00.000-04:002008-09-29T12:41:00.000-04:00Bond: As difficult as those days were for me, I kn...Bond: As difficult as those days were for me, I know they were even harder for my father who couldn't be with his soulmate during trying times.<BR/><BR/>Words are very powerful and should be handled with care. They can touch or they can harm. I'm glad my words weren't the later. I've seen too many hurtful words lately.Anndihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08703154815958841195noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6579217219896241812.post-72834627097983062112008-09-29T12:01:00.000-04:002008-09-29T12:01:00.000-04:00This reminded me of those days/weeks you spent wit...This reminded me of those days/weeks you spent with mom...<BR/><BR/>I was touched once more by your words.Vinny "Bond" Marinihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07033455144526676371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6579217219896241812.post-69735737845681226122008-09-29T06:44:00.000-04:002008-09-29T06:44:00.000-04:00Raven: I'm glad you enjoyed reading about their lo...Raven: I'm glad you enjoyed reading about their love. I was blessed to witness it.<BR/>People do come and go, but sometimes it's sad when you have to put become cautious about those you loved.<BR/><BR/>Songbird: I don't think we can see that depth of love until we're older ourselves.<BR/>And you're 100% right.... it is what is. Just sad when your eyes are opened.<BR/><BR/>Ron: Thank you so much for your kindness my libra friend. I knew you'd like this story.<BR/>The confrontation was painful but it brought this memory back, so it served two purposes.<BR/><BR/>Dana: You hugs and prayers when I was going through this meant the world to me.. and you hugs now are precious.<BR/>Love you my friend.<BR/><BR/>Buff: I'll take your advice to heart my dear... *hugs and smooches*<BR/><BR/>Bee: It's a gift when we experience it, isn't it.<BR/>Yes, they do. And from some people more than others... Thank you for the extra strength. You rock!Anndihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08703154815958841195noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6579217219896241812.post-58212248566765493582008-09-29T00:16:00.000-04:002008-09-29T00:16:00.000-04:00You were lucky to have such a beautiful example of...You were lucky to have such a beautiful example of love. My grandparents are like that. One for the other.<BR/><BR/>I know how much words can hurt. I wish you the strength to stand by your decision. :o)Beehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12525264720105877075noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6579217219896241812.post-72368788412155154412008-09-28T21:18:00.000-04:002008-09-28T21:18:00.000-04:00You are such an empath... The pain you absorb on o...You are such an empath... The pain you absorb on others' emotional behalf must be brutal at times.. It is good to be a caring person, but do not let it sap the finite life force you have been given.. you'll need some of that energy for the days ahead.. You are special.buffalodickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00663035745368682736noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6579217219896241812.post-19468640789070885982008-09-28T18:32:00.000-04:002008-09-28T18:32:00.000-04:00:hugs::hugs:Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03655542995797870719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6579217219896241812.post-58316967430665218422008-09-27T21:31:00.000-04:002008-09-27T21:31:00.000-04:00Thank you my Libra friend, for sharing such a beau...Thank you my Libra friend, for sharing such a beautiful moment in you life.<BR/><BR/>You expressed it with such clarity, that I actually felt like I was there with you.<BR/><BR/>And I think it was so enlightening of you, to take this experience and allow it to heal your present situation with your friend, and turn it into something positive.<BR/><BR/>Brava!<BR/><BR/>You and I are such very similar souls, Anndi. And I think you summed up this whole post with the words that I would have used, exactly.<BR/><BR/>I know how you feel.<BR/><BR/>Sharing much good energy with you, dear lady.<BR/><BR/>Thanks again for a very special post. I feel blessed to have experienced it.Ronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15977027331657615697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6579217219896241812.post-68434872992214511752008-09-27T18:41:00.000-04:002008-09-27T18:41:00.000-04:00You were very blessed to have parents who loved yo...You were very blessed to have parents who loved you so much. I grew up thinking my parents barely tolerated each other, but I saw a love between them at the end that makes me smile.<BR/><BR/>In the end, you can only count your blessings and remain true to yourself. If others don't appreciate that, then there is no blame. It just is.Desert Songbirdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14320552900816326120noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6579217219896241812.post-74385248193889934892008-09-27T17:16:00.000-04:002008-09-27T17:16:00.000-04:00What a lovely post. How beautiful to have had pare...What a lovely post. How beautiful to have had parents with that kind of love and such a strong, warm family - and now love of your own. Hope your spirits lift over the next few days. Over the years I've come to think that people come and go in our lives and it's ok. I've been hurt more often than I like without usually quite understanding why. But life does go on. Everything that happens has a purpose and everything that happens is ultimately what we make of it. You have chosen wisely, it seems.Ravenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04996538460071167819noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6579217219896241812.post-82114179723055884922008-09-27T16:54:00.000-04:002008-09-27T16:54:00.000-04:00Jen: My parents' relationship was beautiful... sou...Jen: My parents' relationship was beautiful... soul mates.<BR/><BR/>Charles: Thank you. I'm slowly getting there. If only my body didn't feel like it was hit by a Mac truck... Glad you liked it.<BR/><BR/>Brian: I'm sorry too. <BR/><BR/>Jeff: Thanks you. That's what I look for, it's what we can all hope for.<BR/><BR/>Mims: I'm fortunate that I have. And thank you for your kindness.Anndihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08703154815958841195noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6579217219896241812.post-17513864522314779342008-09-27T16:08:00.000-04:002008-09-27T16:08:00.000-04:00"But my mother’s face is etched in his heart"........"But my mother’s face is etched in his heart".....what a gift and a blessing. We all should be so lucky to find this kind of love. Beautifully written.<BR/><BR/>Sorry you are hurting.Mimi Lenoxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01616635898420835541noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6579217219896241812.post-50842352302577739482008-09-27T16:03:00.000-04:002008-09-27T16:03:00.000-04:00Peace my friend...simply peace.Peace my friend...simply peace.Jeff Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10978944708950054312noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6579217219896241812.post-62434323770112418062008-09-27T14:19:00.000-04:002008-09-27T14:19:00.000-04:00Anndi - That's hard about your friend, and a movin...Anndi - That's hard about your friend, and a moving story about your parents...Brian o vretanoshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02982178574498189251noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6579217219896241812.post-91685637504819893592008-09-27T13:22:00.000-04:002008-09-27T13:22:00.000-04:00I'm sorry you're hurting. Hope you feel better so...I'm sorry you're hurting. Hope you feel better soon. A very touching retrospective. Glad you posted this one again.Charles Gramlichhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02052592247572253641noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6579217219896241812.post-67849418901347454382008-09-27T10:26:00.000-04:002008-09-27T10:26:00.000-04:00Oh, Anndi. This is so beautifully written and so t...Oh, Anndi. This is so beautifully written and so touching. It's Saturday morning, I'm sitting here with my son while he watches Scooby-Doo and I'm just bawling. Bawling reading your eloquent story about your mother. Your parents sound like such great role models for love. You are lucky to have witnessed their special moments.steenky beehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07570171606663745423noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6579217219896241812.post-81289828487206580302008-09-27T08:07:00.000-04:002008-09-27T08:07:00.000-04:00Lu: I'm sending you hugs my friend. I hope you had...Lu: I'm sending you hugs my friend. I hope you had wonderful dreams. You deserve them.<BR/>Thanks for the kisses. Writing this and letting go of the hurt and all that's associated with it was like lifting a huge weight.<BR/><BR/>Akelamalu: I hope you found other good memories as well my dear.It's a gift when we are fortunate enough to witness that kind of love. <BR/>I'm good. I've let go after I wrote this. I had to so I could keep that piece of my heart. Thank you. HUGS<BR/><BR/>Dana: My parents' love was beautiful indeed... it is a rare thing to see a commitment so strong.Anndihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08703154815958841195noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6579217219896241812.post-18369567629318843692008-09-27T07:32:00.000-04:002008-09-27T07:32:00.000-04:00Hmmmmm ... beautiful!Hmmmmm ... beautiful!Danahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05427053242655177097noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6579217219896241812.post-63115728610853715912008-09-27T06:42:00.000-04:002008-09-27T06:42:00.000-04:00PS Oh and I meant to say that sod whoever hurt you...PS Oh and I meant to say that sod whoever hurt you, don't you let them change the beautiful person you are. xxAkelamaluhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11234268568845148285noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6579217219896241812.post-9392307905300186102008-09-27T06:41:00.000-04:002008-09-27T06:41:00.000-04:00Oh honey this made me blub like a baby. It so rem...Oh honey this made me blub like a baby. It so reminded me of when my own dear Mum was dying of cancer. She was at home, thank God, but one time when she was really bad my Dad took her on his knee and nursed her like a baby until she fell asleep - that's when I knew just how much they loved each other. I'm crying again now as I type this but I thank you for bringing back that memory for me. xxxAkelamaluhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11234268568845148285noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6579217219896241812.post-47785124051405807522008-09-27T00:52:00.000-04:002008-09-27T00:52:00.000-04:00I wished I'd read this tomorrow and not right befo...I wished I'd read this tomorrow and not right before bed. Now I am crying, but maybe I will dream of my Mother. I was nine when my Father died, basically they didn't involve the children. We did not attend the funeral. When My Mother died I was on the East Coast and she on the West. She died alone in a car. I wish I'd been allowed to attend my Fathers funeral and I wish so very often that I could have been with my Mother when she died. Anndi you write so beautifully.<BR/><BR/><BR/>I'm sorry someone jagged you, damn it. *kisses* for the boo boo. Enjoy your weekend, it is another day cutie.Lu'https://www.blogger.com/profile/11278553170295772582noreply@blogger.com