tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2017237750183048182.post7473662441605179218..comments2015-10-31T15:00:49.167-04:00Comments on Flamingo Feathers: It's Been A Long Time So Why Not Just Jump Right InKathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03718645722631873821noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2017237750183048182.post-74718438560643746362014-06-22T05:07:45.283-04:002014-06-22T05:07:45.283-04:00Wow. I wish I had something worthwhile to offer. I...Wow. I wish I had something worthwhile to offer. I do want to say I think you are a special person -- as you are an honest person -- you are saying things that the rest of us in a hard situation wouldn't be truthful enough to say. So I admire you for that! You are also very special. Because you do what needs to be done. If you weren't there for your daughter, you wouldn't be doing what needed to be done. Not that you needed me to tell you any of this, LOL. Okay, like, it's not always how you feel, it's what you do in the face of how you feel. And there is certainly nothing wrong with having real and honest feelings. And your feelings are perfectly normal. Again, I'm not telling you anything you don't already know, LOL. Sometimes I go through hard times taking care of my husband with his cancer complications after his 3 blood cancers. I remember taking care of him tirelessly (I still have to often), and wondering why someone wouldn't just offer to help me once. Sometimes you just have to wonder about people. And it gets hard. And yet you go on. And yet you love your loved one, all your loved ones, to death. And you go on. Life goes on. You go on. And it's good. It's all good. :)krissy knoxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14541923934162365673noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2017237750183048182.post-64053173300664275012013-11-03T21:49:19.642-05:002013-11-03T21:49:19.642-05:00I love honesty. I love it that I'm not the on...I love honesty. I love it that I'm not the only person who realizes she is far from perfect. My dream once was to have a dozen kids, and I even had the names picked out. Then I had a couple of babies and realized I was NOT the perfect mother. I wasn't even a mediocre mother. And I got fixed. <br /><br />Not that I am saying I understand the difficulties of your life. But I do understand how it is to realize you aren't living up to the picture others have of you, and that it isn't as easy as some people think. <br />Donna. Whttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18393352099473686196noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2017237750183048182.post-18428507442947303972013-11-03T09:31:24.116-05:002013-11-03T09:31:24.116-05:00Like you said, Kathy, you just wrote down what and...Like you said, Kathy, you just wrote down what and how you felt, and why. I don't have children, but I do realise that you have to sacrifice things for their benefit. However, what you get in return is much more valuable than what you have to sacrifice. As you describe. Carry on. With you all the way. ADBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17737746983905368038noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2017237750183048182.post-13815182225564123522013-11-03T00:03:00.606-04:002013-11-03T00:03:00.606-04:00I saw absolutely no signs of a "pity party.&q...I saw absolutely no signs of a "pity party." You expressed your feelings beautifully and conveyed very valid emotions and concerns.<br />Unfortunately, I can't offer anything of value - - only my admiration. Take care.Jonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02619128793632680659noreply@blogger.com