tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319454352626199680.post8542433325906552531..comments2024-03-25T13:17:56.636-06:00Comments on A Chicken in the Window Well: A Warm January Day, A lot of Pictures, And a Little Dream of Fear and HopeNancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03045958241240870948noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319454352626199680.post-74399281054469000792018-01-29T22:24:39.605-07:002018-01-29T22:24:39.605-07:00What you said here is so perfect Val!! Yes! Exactl...What you said here is so perfect Val!! Yes! Exactly exactly! You expressed it beautifully. All the truth I feel.<br /><br />“It feels like I've experienced this moment a thousand times already. It feels like I've dreamed and imagined and shaped and anticipated this a thousand times. The fear, the hope, the relief. It is the hardest thing, in my life as a mom, to release my kids and let them go wherever Life is calling them. Knowing there is danger. Knowing it is how their beautiful winds will spread. Knowing there is beauty and happiness ahead too. Knowing that hope and fear are my closest companions. Nancyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03045958241240870948noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319454352626199680.post-67978646446668233992018-01-29T22:20:19.520-07:002018-01-29T22:20:19.520-07:00Oh! That IS interesting! I had to go back and look...Oh! That IS interesting! I had to go back and look at the pictures. And you’re right. Something is still very wintry about the light. I wonder what makes it different from summer light?!Nancyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03045958241240870948noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319454352626199680.post-53988430898158846122018-01-28T14:06:12.533-07:002018-01-28T14:06:12.533-07:00Hi there Nancy! So here is a post, and a post mean...Hi there Nancy! So here is a post, and a post means several posts...good!! :)<br />This dream you describe...unsettles me as it represents my deepest fears and hopes. This vision of Summer coming closer to danger, this moment when everything seems suspended in a thousand horrible possibilities, and this moment when the worst happens, and the worst possibility becomes the best thing possible...It feels like I've experienced this moment a thousand times already. It feels like I've dreamed and imagined and shaped and anticipated this a thousand times. The fear, the hope, the relief. It is the hardest thing, in my life as a mom, to release my kids and let them go wherever Life is calling them. Knowing there is danger. Knowing it is how their beautiful winds will spread. Knowing there is beauty and happiness ahead too. Knowing that hope and fear are my closest companions. <br />Ooh, what an amazing, forceful dream you've had!Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07052983331122916155noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319454352626199680.post-2788299731814229032018-01-27T22:40:51.425-07:002018-01-27T22:40:51.425-07:00I feel the same way about the weather. Can’t enjoy...I feel the same way about the weather. Can’t enjoy it. Unsettled. Like the number of nice days now is directly proportional to the amount of snow we get in May, or something. Maybe it all relates to your dream somehow—that hope for the future we wish for, but are so hesitant to claim for sure.<br /><br />But Mette with that pool noodle is just about the most perfect thing I’ve ever seen. I know I say this all the time, but...I just want to eat her!<br /><br />And you! You are so lovely in those happy pictures with the sun behind! I love seeing friends in pictures. Isn’t it funny how you can still tell it’s winter light, even though it was a warm day? Marilynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17085334272613025173noreply@blogger.com