tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319454352626199680.post411391041895590104..comments2024-03-25T13:17:56.636-06:00Comments on A Chicken in the Window Well: Fretting, a Reprimand, and HopeNancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03045958241240870948noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319454352626199680.post-69454840970761598622015-06-08T10:57:36.097-06:002015-06-08T10:57:36.097-06:00I hope your worries have not been exacerbated by m...I hope your worries have not been exacerbated by me talking about my worries, because heaven knows that mine have been plentiful this school year. You have built such a great foundation of love and care for your kids, and as a parent, that's about as much as you can do. From there, it's up to your kids to make their own choices, and even if they aren't the choices YOU would make or the choices you would have them make, at least they'll have those times as learning experiences. That's the way I've started to look at things the last couple months, and it's given me a lot of peace. That, plus being able to converse with good friends and my sisters. As "High School Musical" would say: "We're all in this together." XOXO. Gracie Jhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01903947461479524540noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319454352626199680.post-33090916146929270322015-05-15T11:57:18.865-06:002015-05-15T11:57:18.865-06:00Yes. So many truths. I am so overwhelmed with what...Yes. So many truths. I am so overwhelmed with what I want to say, sometimes, that I end up not being able to say…anything. Ha! But one thing I WILL say is, wow! Your Daisy is looking grown-up. It seems sudden to me, looking in from afar. She is lovely.Marilynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17085334272613025173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319454352626199680.post-22163041470348622722015-05-13T20:35:23.141-06:002015-05-13T20:35:23.141-06:00Oh please, please, triple please write a book. I w...Oh please, please, triple please write a book. I would buy 32 copies. Okay, 34. I need all of this beauty and wisdom in one place that has pages that turn. I adore you sweet friend.<br /><br />(And am pretty positive I owe you a belated email. Uff da.)Linnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09813312996970089854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319454352626199680.post-18749672671082273912015-05-13T17:30:37.414-06:002015-05-13T17:30:37.414-06:00Oh Val, you're the best. I loved your comment....Oh Val, you're the best. I loved your comment. Somehow, during these times of worry, it does my soul such good to be reminded that, all over the world, there are others who, while maybe not sharing my specific beliefs, do share that draw towards all things good and light and full of love and kindness. It feels like this common thread stretching through us all and strengthening us all. I love what you said about the bad in our lives being unable to defeat the good -- not only that we have and have had, but will STILL have. And yes, such craziness just doing our best to guide these little pieces of our hearts and hoping that, as they take life on (and it takes them on), they will search out and embrace and be rewarded with light and goodness. I love you for your willingness to see connection and common ground even amidst out different beliefs. You radiate such goodness. I want to be a little more . . . you. ;)Nancyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03045958241240870948noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319454352626199680.post-1743651576104269882015-05-13T16:52:29.393-06:002015-05-13T16:52:29.393-06:00Oh dear, have I mentioned already how much I love ...Oh dear, have I mentioned already how much I love your pictures? Of course I have.. ;)<br />The worry, I know it and I have felt it, many times. It seems that the more love we have in our lives, the more we worry. And hope, and anticipate, and create, and rejoice...! And after all, the bad in our lives can't defeat the good we've had, still have and will have. Unfortunately I don't share your faith ,and ironically I share your worries and love of large families and bliss in guiding young budding lives on a path towards light, goodness and beauty. Just guiding, because we can't stop life from happening to them, can we? It's a weird thing to be a parent, isn't it? Such an intense twist of emotions. Lots of love, Val.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07052983331122916155noreply@blogger.com