tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654887465201994138.post3511743086291774283..comments2024-03-02T09:05:39.993-06:00Comments on Korinthia's Quiet Corner: At a LossKorinthiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15580286551375780490noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654887465201994138.post-6398444782039926772016-03-28T16:57:47.282-05:002016-03-28T16:57:47.282-05:00Dear Korinthia, I come hear to your pages quite re...Dear Korinthia, I come hear to your pages quite regularly, (I've liked your writing since Babble) and although I am not much of a commenter we "talked" about teaching when you wrote about your challenges with Mona. Anyway, I want to say that I hope you and your family are fine and I hope you had a nice Easter. Just wanted to say that since I missed congratulating you on your birthday. Hope you are well. Wishing you all the best,<br />TanjaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654887465201994138.post-66025427062890366202016-03-17T23:19:51.298-05:002016-03-17T23:19:51.298-05:00Thanks to everyone for all the thoughtful comments...Thanks to everyone for all the thoughtful comments. They helped. <br /><br />The day before my birthday I got to go to a beautiful quartet concert, so that was my present to myself. And even though I had to work all day on my actual birthday I skipped an evening rehearsal in order to stay home with my kids and make a "ruffled milk pie" which sounds awful, but Quinn and I saw Martha Stewart make it on PBS and it looked yummy. And it was! Although we are renaming it "crinkle custard pie" because that sounds better. So not an eventful day, but the best kind of ordinary.<br /><br />I'm feeling better. Being able to write about when I'm down certainly contributes to my feeling better. Thanks again to everyone who reads what I put here.Korinthiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15580286551375780490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654887465201994138.post-56513262294533237732016-03-17T18:08:22.561-05:002016-03-17T18:08:22.561-05:00Happy birthday, Korinthia. I feel this sadness, ev...Happy birthday, Korinthia. I feel this sadness, every day. My mother passed away 2 years ago, and she was always the first to call. Sometimes I can't believe she's gone. I'll be at the store, and pass the chocolate eclairs that she loved so much, and just about fall to my knees with the blow of her absence. It's hard, this life without the ones we love since the day we were born. It's heartbreaking. Sending you love. Alexandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00609629888008025050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654887465201994138.post-36319188833245046192016-03-14T21:09:52.505-05:002016-03-14T21:09:52.505-05:00I'm going to say Happy Birthday here even thou...I'm going to say Happy Birthday here even though it seems strange to put it on this post- but there are already a lot on Facebook. The birthday wishes are simply for a better year than this last one and not at all a suggestion that you should choose happiness today, when your circumstances are clearly not the sort for that.<br />-LisaLisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06351940065850639770noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654887465201994138.post-34478761987882349582016-03-14T08:02:25.630-05:002016-03-14T08:02:25.630-05:00Sending love and comforting thoughts. Loneliness i...Sending love and comforting thoughts. Loneliness is not fun, especially around life's milestones. I hope you have some time to reconnect with your kids, Ian, etc. soon. xoxoJane Roperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11326626413173509209noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654887465201994138.post-42385831855967595482016-03-13T15:20:17.664-05:002016-03-13T15:20:17.664-05:00My parents, at 87, are fading, and I know I'm ...My parents, at 87, are fading, and I know I'm going to be missing them some day in the not-too-distant future. Like you, I live pretty far away from them, so they aren't part of my daily life. I've been making more visits to see them, and I'm glad I am, even if sometimes I end up feeling a bit of resentment at all the travel time.<br /><br />Rob and I are sort of just coming out of the period of parenting you are describing, where you never seem to see each other. There's so much to do, you can no longer do things together --you have to split it up or it won't get done. And we only have one kid! Emma is 15, and will be taking driving lessons this summer. Already she's not at home so much anymore, and Rob and I have had time to reconnect. It's been really nice --it's probably not much help to hear that right now, and I'm sure you already know it intellectually, but that time will come again.Cassihttp://gardenbeads.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654887465201994138.post-71473308597329705732016-03-13T13:03:18.631-05:002016-03-13T13:03:18.631-05:00I'm glad you are being gentle with yourself an...I'm glad you are being gentle with yourself and I hope you are surrounded with others who recognize your feelings are normal and not just something you can snap yourself out of. Lesliehttp://lifeineverylimb.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654887465201994138.post-45635976710383340442016-03-13T10:49:33.406-05:002016-03-13T10:49:33.406-05:00Once again, beautifully said. Sending love. Once again, beautifully said. Sending love. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17474412483648364219noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654887465201994138.post-20486429185612248062016-03-13T09:29:33.845-05:002016-03-13T09:29:33.845-05:00What strikes me about this is how you seem to have...What strikes me about this is how you seem to have thought it out so well, how aware of your own feelings you seem to be. I think what you are experiencing is normal, and has nothing to do with choosing a better attitude. Sometimes self-care means valuing our negative emotions along with the positive ones. And just months after your fathers death seems like a healthy period of time in which to be acknowledging that all of life is not a gigantic smile fest. I hope that as time goes on you feel less grief, but I'll send a hug over the toobz until then.the_houghhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05020397088132261497noreply@blogger.com