tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9024018.post2776128261856674900..comments2024-03-27T21:04:07.353-04:00Comments on As I See It Now: Wearing Ones Guilt Like a Bag of CementDebrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08894174653208070320noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9024018.post-74754450013226227042010-01-24T22:27:10.622-05:002010-01-24T22:27:10.622-05:00I so needed to read that tonight, and I know I am ...I so needed to read that tonight, and I know I am going to go through my week thinking about bags of cement. . . and it will help me to not pour that cement on myself. I am very much that way when it comes to my adult children and their problems. . .it's hard to not wonder what if. . . if'd been a better mother. . more demanding. . . etc.etc. Thanks Debra. It's been a very Yellowhouse Grandmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14510446511829704261noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9024018.post-61671533777583674022010-01-24T17:17:43.141-05:002010-01-24T17:17:43.141-05:00Eating out of the garbage! That link was funny. An...Eating out of the garbage! That link was funny. And it made me think of your post too. Not that your post was garbage! No! That your friend's thinking was garbage. <br /><br />My husband's next oldest sister is so much like this. It is so hard to be around her at times because she is always feeling guilty about this or that or the other thing. Sometimes I think she just likes to hear Bethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05411355229331849726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9024018.post-40775788401926863752010-01-24T16:48:50.062-05:002010-01-24T16:48:50.062-05:00We can't be responsible for others' attitu...We can't be responsible for others' attitudes but it doesn't make it any easier when the curtain goes down on a friendship we've cherished.<br /><br />I'm thankful for friends who understand the busyness of life and realise that we can't spend as much time together as we did in the past. They are the friends who make it feel like we're just continuing where we left offRodney Olsenhttp://rodneyolsen.netnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9024018.post-14890806113742916662010-01-24T14:27:02.560-05:002010-01-24T14:27:02.560-05:00Anon - I'm so sorry that you lost your friend!...Anon - I'm so sorry that you lost your friend! <br /><br />Both you and Debra have made me think about some long-time friends that I've been wondering about the past few years. I call, write, attempt to get together, etc. and I hear nothing from them. It's been really difficult to not take it personally. It's likely though that it could be a combination of things that have Laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10870200864906979555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9024018.post-21279830611130453322010-01-24T13:51:53.181-05:002010-01-24T13:51:53.181-05:00Oh Anon., I'm so sorry you lost your friend in...Oh Anon., I'm so sorry you lost your friend in this way. My condolences go out to you. It *is* hard accepting others' choices, especially without labeling them as right or wrong. I'm sure, though, that your friend appreciated that you reached out to her even though she didn't let you know. Thank-you for sharing your story. Blessings, DebraDebrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08894174653208070320noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9024018.post-75637460792230604592010-01-24T13:09:57.731-05:002010-01-24T13:09:57.731-05:00This post is so timely for me.
I met Lea when I s...This post is so timely for me. <br />I met Lea when I started working over twenty-five years ago. We because good friends, and spent a lot of time together. She got very ill, at one point, and I was at the hospital as often as I could be, and helped her through a crisis. We continued to be good friends, but when she quit working, I saw less of her, and our paths seemed to go in different Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com