tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383683834534759163.post686585430655571574..comments2023-05-16T04:18:29.455-06:00Comments on ♪♫•*¨*Letter Out*¨*•♫♪: Six YearsBlondi Blathershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15656970490122824720noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383683834534759163.post-23981535870500437192011-05-30T09:23:49.560-06:002011-05-30T09:23:49.560-06:00Time heals but we never forget. Not a day passes t...Time heals but we never forget. Not a day passes that I don't wish my was here too. Take careTeresahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03913730942861873965noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383683834534759163.post-3515769572216375862011-05-29T20:00:55.991-06:002011-05-29T20:00:55.991-06:00This entry, these comments, women at their best. ...This entry, these comments, women at their best. Thank you.Maggiehttp://www.maggieturner.netnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383683834534759163.post-56105616996177316042011-05-28T12:07:06.398-06:002011-05-28T12:07:06.398-06:00I am one of the lucky ones who had a kind mother t...I am one of the lucky ones who had a kind mother that gave generously of her love and support to us all. If I could share some of that with you who have not had it, I would. <br /><br />I have noticed that, in areas where I have not been lucky, people don't always get it if I say my experience differs from theirs. So I want to say thank you for telling us about the void and absence of feeling. <br /><br />I have the sense that feeling nothing is much sadder and more painful than feeling sad. You have inspired me with your truthfulness and today, I will be more thankful when I cry about losses, because I did have something beautiful to lose, and others are not so lucky. <br /><br />JulieJuliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12767477397568235117noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383683834534759163.post-26546607092210614342011-05-28T05:02:41.881-06:002011-05-28T05:02:41.881-06:00I too, find everyone very lucky if they've had...I too, find everyone very lucky if they've had a true and wonderful mother/daughter relationship. Mine was a child abuser. I don't know what I'll feel when she goes. Like 'Claire' (above), all I feel now is nothing so I imagine that won't change. <br /><br />Lovely tribute for your Mom, Kate.<br /><br />Kate from NYAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383683834534759163.post-92198308222680190162011-05-27T22:21:19.654-06:002011-05-27T22:21:19.654-06:00To all who miss their mothers. You are so lucky to...To all who miss their mothers. You are so lucky to have been able to love her and be loved by her. Raised by her. Learned to be a woman through her example and advice.<br /> I had none of that. My mother sexualized our relationship and I hated her and fought like all hell to get away from her. I finally had a nervous breakdown. I was very lucky. Then I begin to build a new life (post breakdown) that was mine and not connected to parensts.<br /> I listen to you all and try to imagine loving a mother. It is hard. A huge stretch. I do understand a little through the love/affection I feel for my psychotherapy clients.But that is a professinal relationship with firm boundaries.<br /> If I could have one thing in the world, it would be a mother who loved herself, had her own life, and also loved me.<br /> I empathize with your grief. Just wanted to sy I would change place with any of you. My mother died in l990 and I felt nothing. Just a horrible nothing. A void. Awful.<br />claireAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383683834534759163.post-50071323853606836532011-05-27T20:50:49.368-06:002011-05-27T20:50:49.368-06:00On May 17th it was 10 years for me. I love your sh...On May 17th it was 10 years for me. I love your short memoriam. The same thing happens to me. There are times I want to grab the phone and call to tell her something that I heard or have seen. <br />I still miss my Momma.Theres just lifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01557649636152032566noreply@blogger.com