tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817728686717244104.post3406393351774578205..comments2023-12-31T08:35:24.549-08:00Comments on Living and Loving Every Minute of It!: Dear Mother...Thanks Mother!Corey~living and lovinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05719661119360487023noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817728686717244104.post-15105335702761196172007-07-30T21:07:00.000-07:002007-07-30T21:07:00.000-07:00Awesome post and thanks for truly sharing your hea...Awesome post and thanks for truly sharing your heart.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817728686717244104.post-69639883716556271092007-07-27T06:03:00.000-07:002007-07-27T06:03:00.000-07:00Thanks for sharing your thought about your mother....Thanks for sharing your thought about your mother.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817728686717244104.post-25813854591703807632007-07-26T12:50:00.000-07:002007-07-26T12:50:00.000-07:00Wow, Corey! This really blew me away. Knowing ho...Wow, Corey! This really blew me away. Knowing how much you and Kenna interact with your parents . . . well, I would have expected something different. Thank you so much for being so incredibly transparent in sharing this.Megan@SortaCrunchyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17202909752129884370noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817728686717244104.post-88504861058702958122007-07-26T10:53:00.000-07:002007-07-26T10:53:00.000-07:00How wonderfully honest. I, too, am struggling wit...How wonderfully honest. I, too, am struggling with this project.Lorihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07389148318166547545noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817728686717244104.post-14352629323394437772007-07-26T01:23:00.000-07:002007-07-26T01:23:00.000-07:00That made me cry. Thank you for sharing it.That made me cry. Thank you for sharing it.Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02409530202277375625noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817728686717244104.post-5778232571481952142007-07-25T20:41:00.000-07:002007-07-25T20:41:00.000-07:00Thank you for sharing your heart!Thank you for sharing your heart!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817728686717244104.post-52318738212283819432007-07-25T17:54:00.000-07:002007-07-25T17:54:00.000-07:00What a wonderful and honest post. I could have wri...What a wonderful and honest post. I could have written much of it myself!<BR/><BR/>Thanks for participating!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817728686717244104.post-34286923268390688162007-07-25T15:16:00.000-07:002007-07-25T15:16:00.000-07:00Some things are Holy. Birth order can also play a...Some things are Holy. Birth order can also play a role. What her life was when parenting you was a factor too. Perhaps she felt nothing and expressed the numbness she might have known. Wounds in our hearts can do strange things to our relationships.<BR/>Thank you for you sweetness. Remember You are hot her, Your life is not hers. Your choices will define your relationship with your child.Donettahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13530145585581721795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817728686717244104.post-61377262565994767082007-07-25T09:34:00.000-07:002007-07-25T09:34:00.000-07:00Corey, I think your post was a compliment to your ...Corey, I think your post was a compliment to your mom. I remember my mother being snuggly and loving... but I also remember hard feelings and coldness from her. What would I prefer? I would prefer that she had been constant like your mother. Not scattered and inconsistent and unavailable like mine. <BR/> I struggle with my mother. I wish it was easy. Remember that when you worry that Makenna will feel that way about you. <BR/> I'm sure she will gladly remember a constant easy relationship with her mommy. Maybe one filled with more affection though :)Autumnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08510723750496873429noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817728686717244104.post-75416505245312975992007-07-25T05:14:00.000-07:002007-07-25T05:14:00.000-07:00Corey, that was such an honest post! I think it's...Corey, that was such an honest post! I think it's all too easy to craft feelings and memories, whether consciously or subconsciously, rather than just admitting that we just...don't quite know what could be said. I think if I honestly reflected on my childhood I would come out much the same as where you are.Laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15289135829751255458noreply@blogger.com