tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post5231292855702441392..comments2024-01-01T20:33:52.554-08:00Comments on a moon, worn as if it had been a shell: How We Do It, Part XXXVIII in a seriesElizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03313726816776097840noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-54417230796498570352017-12-06T11:58:52.340-08:002017-12-06T11:58:52.340-08:00This post appeared as a FB memory today. I saw th...This post appeared as a FB memory today. I saw that I hadn't commented then, can barely pull words together to do so today so I will borrow yours and simply say my heart overflows with the wonder of you and Sophie and How You Do It. "Sophie's outrageous existence has brought me these outsider friendships with women and men that I would never have encountered otherwise. There's something beautiful and terrible in the symmetry of our lives, order and chaos, sharp and fluid, damaged and graced." How fortunate I am to have met you here. I am so much richer for it. I love you. xoMarylinn Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02759437467691163658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-76040061074145720022013-12-10T02:24:53.064-08:002013-12-10T02:24:53.064-08:00i'm grateful for those friends of yours. i re...i'm grateful for those friends of yours. i remember that during the years i spent in and our of ER and intensive care with Rebecca, there was no one i could speak to outside of the hospital, and that the daily practice of washing my hands, wear all the various disposable sterile pieces, was a ritual i welcomed to transition from life outside to life inside intensive care.Francescahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01316361078052416731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-84276808224010611502013-12-06T22:55:45.654-08:002013-12-06T22:55:45.654-08:00What connects each of us to other people is never ...What connects each of us to other people is never what we set out at the start of the day believing it would be. Your openness is a gift E. You are a walking around arms outstretched human. Thank you for touching my life too. I believe we would buy plane tickets for the joy of changing sheets if it came down to it.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10818795902981871173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-70674696641333860182013-12-06T12:36:05.717-08:002013-12-06T12:36:05.717-08:00Beautifully written.Beautifully written.Bonniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05818180005481080905noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-33550838206962898872013-12-06T11:49:40.718-08:002013-12-06T11:49:40.718-08:00It's wholeness...not the kind of wholeness sol...It's wholeness...not the kind of wholeness sold by Madison Avenue, but the wholeness of human existence. I can see the viewpoint of those who offer advice as kindly and well-meaning, but they are not walking in your clogs, or in your friend's sensible shoes; how can they possibly understand? Our children -all of them - are not problems to solve, or to be put aside, but complex individuals who have full worth just as they are, and are woven into the fabric of who we are. YOU know.Gbergerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08895779471612397202noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-41660305810205171452013-12-06T07:58:48.586-08:002013-12-06T07:58:48.586-08:00This one really opened my eyes. My heart, surprise...This one really opened my eyes. My heart, surprised, said--oh, I see. This is how they do it. You and all the extreme parents have gone so deep into the well. Vesuvius At Homehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02783271096885148080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-1204110007322262952013-12-06T06:41:54.990-08:002013-12-06T06:41:54.990-08:00Third attempt to leave this comment! Maybe it'...Third attempt to leave this comment! Maybe it's not meant to be left! Okay, here goes: I can vouch for Kario, she would change the sheets. I would, too. I would also take you out for drinks on a regular basis and make you laugh your ass off. <br /><br />I think about the decision some make to put their children in homes, you captured it well in this post. We know a family who placed their developmentally disabled son in a home 50 years ago. I watch as the many siblings and grandchildren all strive for perfection, over-achievement, and wonder just how far the ripples will go, from that one decision.Carrie Wilson Linkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01586157395539583862noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-57209490183079291412013-12-06T05:56:42.827-08:002013-12-06T05:56:42.827-08:00How wonderful that the world provided you with suc...How wonderful that the world provided you with such a moment of respite in … of all places… Trader Joes. Women and mothers, in particular, amaze me. <br />colleenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13329067973795030839noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-67292181480909566082013-12-06T03:51:59.776-08:002013-12-06T03:51:59.776-08:00and you.and you.Christy Shakehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00106761191160700997noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-62248000998220814292013-12-06T02:08:24.667-08:002013-12-06T02:08:24.667-08:00Sometimes I have no words, just the powerful humil...Sometimes I have no words, just the powerful humility and awe you stir in me. Wow. 37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-20598699823154559712013-12-05T21:48:44.281-08:002013-12-05T21:48:44.281-08:00Most folks who have never cared for someone, taken...Most folks who have never cared for someone, taken care of them intimately, day after day, don't know the hidden gems of doing so. It is hard work, but often grace shines through and reminds us that we would rather do this work than most anything else. Our loved ones are worth it. We know this.Tarahttp://my86400sec.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-1058993719420990502013-12-05T21:03:01.330-08:002013-12-05T21:03:01.330-08:00I know you would. Love.I know you would. Love.Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03313726816776097840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-72015427497999875182013-12-05T19:46:01.207-08:002013-12-05T19:46:01.207-08:00I have a group of special mom friends, the few of ...I have a group of special mom friends, the few of us get together when we can. And we have each changed the sheets and cleaned up the bodily spills, and fed through gtube, and rearranged tubes and wires in hospital rooms. I know how very special it is. I would change the sheets with you. Deanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10695982965264794769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-67679197110658870932013-12-05T19:40:33.426-08:002013-12-05T19:40:33.426-08:00For the memoir.For the memoir.Denise Emanuel Clemenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10982725113569943337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-15367001361878845622013-12-05T17:53:42.134-08:002013-12-05T17:53:42.134-08:00I would totally come change the sheets. I would. I...I would totally come change the sheets. I would. I love that your life contains these simultaneous patches of light and dark, the shadows and brilliant sunlight, moving through warmth and cool again and again. <br /><br />Love.kariohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10150537989886423212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-16638037833507516032013-12-05T17:51:37.595-08:002013-12-05T17:51:37.595-08:00It is if you experience all of life, boiled down t...It is if you experience all of life, boiled down to a reduction that most of us will never know the taste of. <br />Not really. <br />I am glad you know others who do know the taste of that experience. You are not alone. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.com