tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523489649520395240.post8524050314559377695..comments2015-03-11T09:18:20.858-07:00Comments on My Children Think I'm Perfect: Unsinkablejkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02753009970157918496noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523489649520395240.post-74405184606400795662013-07-29T14:57:36.032-07:002013-07-29T14:57:36.032-07:00....a boat. Floating under a bridge? You're .......a boat. Floating under a bridge? You're an amazing woman. Everyone has a story. Thanks for telling yours. ~AmyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523489649520395240.post-42320298655229129892013-04-11T18:42:55.517-07:002013-04-11T18:42:55.517-07:00Beautiful. Inspiring. Heartbreaking. All at once. ...Beautiful. Inspiring. Heartbreaking. All at once. Love and light to you. xoxoAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523489649520395240.post-19659463785171748612013-01-01T03:28:02.201-08:002013-01-01T03:28:02.201-08:00Every so often I come back and read this post. It ...Every so often I come back and read this post. It is beautifully written and inspiring.Ameliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07907932530167716270noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523489649520395240.post-15462792923793844542012-08-09T17:35:31.374-07:002012-08-09T17:35:31.374-07:00Oh my God, Ms. Perfect. You are perfect. You are...Oh my God, Ms. Perfect. You are perfect. You are so perfectly good at being you and learning about yourself and being honest with yourself, when you absolutely needed it. <br />Life is a struggle with a teenage daughter on anti-depressants. She, like you, was such a strong, brilliant beautiful girl, before she decided that she needed to be perfect.<br />I hope upon all hope that she realizes she is rowing her boat, and that is the most important thing. Who needs a yacht? What does that get you? Away from what you want to leave behind even faster, but that is all. <br />A raft powered by oars, powered by a brilliant lady. THAT is great transportation. <br />Sometimes I get so exhausted of constantly lifting her up. Really feeling hopeless and helpless about my beautiful girl who turned into a bundle of self-doubt.<br />Your story and your boat have reminded me of what is truly important in life. Thank you and best wishes on your continued journey.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523489649520395240.post-14715985534854066502012-07-29T04:27:13.931-07:002012-07-29T04:27:13.931-07:00Having just gone through a similar situation in wh...Having just gone through a similar situation in which I felt helpless and hopeless, I literally feel your pain and relate. Those expressive therapy groups were daunting to a non-creative type like me. I love your multiple boats analogy. Beautiful. I'm so glad that the right people came into your life at the right time. It's hard, so hard, to face all those thoughts and feelings we have suppressed or denied for so long. But knowing you are a year away from all that and in such a better place gives me hope. Thank you.Nancy Mhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04456422133315395056noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523489649520395240.post-36483056702408007102012-06-22T23:40:51.223-07:002012-06-22T23:40:51.223-07:00Magnificently told. I am grateful to have stumbled...Magnificently told. I am grateful to have stumbled onto your story. I wish you much love and happiness and healing.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523489649520395240.post-16669788064195857682012-06-13T13:55:34.902-07:002012-06-13T13:55:34.902-07:00I really felt that. I'm struggling for the wil...I really felt that. I'm struggling for the will to pull away from my own dock, also in the middle of an unwilling divorce. Maybe sometimes it's our own strength that breaks us. <br />Anyway, beautifully written.Gaynellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09977665114140787384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523489649520395240.post-89155737598651052042012-06-10T15:09:43.033-07:002012-06-10T15:09:43.033-07:00wow, heartbreaking but honest. I often wonder if ...wow, heartbreaking but honest. I often wonder if men like your ex really FEEL anything to the extent that we do...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523489649520395240.post-81580456443849127562012-06-08T03:53:21.243-07:002012-06-08T03:53:21.243-07:00"I knew I couldn't make them feel the tru..."I knew I couldn't make them feel the truth. They couldn't remember the dream. They couldn't feel the sun through the canopy, the sand beneath our feet as we climbed the hill and jumped. They didn't know how his hand fit in mine or that when we were 99, on our 80th anniversary, we would hold each other and breathe our last breaths. They didn't remember how we floated in inner tubes, when my belly was 6 months pregnant, the sun beaming down on us, laughing at how perfect life was. They didn't see us, laying with our newborn daughter, beneath a fan, in our 90 degree tiny home, poor and complete. My abridged story left out the perfection of love and the promises of forever that were weighted ghosts in my heart. They didn't know who he was before he changed."<br /><br />It's like you hand picked these words from my brain... I remember being asked what I had to be depressed about? Told I had what I wanted! But nobody sets out to get divorced and no matter who instigates it it's never how the dream begins.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523489649520395240.post-26020974935182051382012-05-19T08:41:17.069-07:002012-05-19T08:41:17.069-07:00Too beautiful and deep for words to speak..... I ...Too beautiful and deep for words to speak..... I can relate, and I know so many others can....From the bottom of my heart, thank you and God Bless!Shellynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523489649520395240.post-52370792858783984042012-05-19T06:16:04.455-07:002012-05-19T06:16:04.455-07:00You entered the world screaming. May you rise to ...You entered the world screaming. May you rise to Heaven at 110 smiling. For screaming words which are written in blood will always earn you redemption. But loving yourself, which is really hard work, will help you love another.....smiling like your mother. Who is filled with L-O-V-E for you. Always and forever, MamacitaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523489649520395240.post-36194160303350583532012-05-19T02:21:10.391-07:002012-05-19T02:21:10.391-07:00I love the honesty in this. It is so hard to descr...I love the honesty in this. It is so hard to describe those feelings we hide so deep inside. Even the faint memories of what was. How can you describe years of history in an hour or even days. The honesty that it took to look into yourself and put it in writing is an amazing feat! Such an inspiring life story. Thank you for your transparencyChannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17122413738843648364noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523489649520395240.post-28526068974000434732012-05-19T00:21:30.834-07:002012-05-19T00:21:30.834-07:00Beautiful. Just beautiful.Beautiful. Just beautiful.Mentally Jillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05760993524938604148noreply@blogger.com