tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post3653187250080838105..comments2023-06-17T03:38:57.128-04:00Comments on The Squashed Bologna: a slice of life in the sandwich generation: FragmentsVardahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13542045802860922751noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-45617511229587054222013-06-30T01:44:38.335-04:002013-06-30T01:44:38.335-04:00I cannot even begin to imagine how difficult all o...I cannot even begin to imagine how difficult all of this is...how heavy the weights are. Thinking of you.Robbie Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12355421896613106268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-27948530788071114732013-06-24T00:26:52.196-04:002013-06-24T00:26:52.196-04:00Your mother was a tremendous always present in you...Your mother was a tremendous always present in your life energy force.<br /><br />She was, varda.<br /><br />I can't imagine what it's like.<br /><br />We'll talk at BlogHer.<br /><br />A GOOD LONG TALK, the both of us.<br /><br />xo<br /><br />It's good to hear from you.Alexandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00609629888008025050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-55469160536226892612013-06-16T14:19:16.117-04:002013-06-16T14:19:16.117-04:00I wish you all the best for your Smorrebrod years....I wish you all the best for your Smorrebrod years. xxxRachel Selbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13113411205306116614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-19894407618765713702013-06-16T13:26:42.285-04:002013-06-16T13:26:42.285-04:00Love, it was so good to read these words. To see w...Love, it was so good to read these words. To see where you are. To be there with you.Anna Whiston-Donaldsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14921348961654008115noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-7284112331310614342013-06-15T19:04:02.538-04:002013-06-15T19:04:02.538-04:00Baby steps.
One foot in front of the other.
You ...Baby steps. <br />One foot in front of the other. <br />You will find your new path and you won't be alone, though right now I'm sure it feels quite the opposite. <br />XOMama Butterflyhttp://www.mywinterbutterflies.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-46698971034254534722013-06-15T12:12:10.120-04:002013-06-15T12:12:10.120-04:00YES! Bomb Sodor! There is more to life than utilit...YES! Bomb Sodor! There is more to life than utility! Too much apologizing! Trains don't have brains!<br /><br />(Rant over. Great to hear from you, dear.)Glori B.https://www.blogger.com/profile/02879149420445359645noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-88874539723655991442013-06-15T09:50:46.785-04:002013-06-15T09:50:46.785-04:00You haven't lost your voice.You haven't lost your voice.V-Grrrlhttp://www.v-grrrl.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-80994662599010769172013-06-15T09:12:53.786-04:002013-06-15T09:12:53.786-04:00Have missed your voice on the interwebs and share ...Have missed your voice on the interwebs and share so profoundly your desire to bomb Sodor and that facisti fat controller. GAAAAH. I remember Liam's 5th grade dance, now TWO YEARS AGO. Of all his friends, he alone insisted on a jacket & khaki trousers, bless it, but by the time I picked him up (and yes, the parents went to a bar to wait the outcome), shirt untucked, jacket in a ball on the floor, head sweaty not from dancing but from the EPIC game of tag played in the school courtyard (girls too, their new summery sandals in a pile in the corner). Sweet. <br />Fragments, as you know, have a way of accruing into chunks, into sections, into entireties, but not always in the way we expect: and the cracks & fissures become part of the larger design. deborah quinnhttp://www.mannahattamamma.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-43297039087637051872013-06-15T08:21:19.228-04:002013-06-15T08:21:19.228-04:00Keep the shards coming. They make a kaleidoscope. ...Keep the shards coming. They make a kaleidoscope. I, too, live in fragments.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-10883041756660975202013-06-15T08:15:42.358-04:002013-06-15T08:15:42.358-04:00Your fragments > Most blog posts.
I will take w...Your fragments > Most blog posts.<br />I will take whatever you feel like giving, friend.Jessicahttp://dontmindthemess.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-53984166833844429232013-06-15T07:54:57.475-04:002013-06-15T07:54:57.475-04:00Oh, it's a post. Love to you.Oh, it's a post. Love to you.Amandahttp://amandamagee.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-41503160680972012852013-06-15T07:32:49.544-04:002013-06-15T07:32:49.544-04:00Exquisitely crafted...you managed to get these sha...Exquisitely crafted...you managed to get these shards put together so well. They paint a great picture. Thinking of you...and so good to hear your voice again.Lisahttp://betweenhopeandahardplace.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.com