tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32897160.post2393583357313705634..comments2023-10-28T09:56:58.641-05:00Comments on 123Valerie Strikes Again: Nursing Old Wounds123Valeriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03839690906902959275noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32897160.post-24270068325236221582008-04-14T23:21:00.000-05:002008-04-14T23:21:00.000-05:00I worry about everything. About genetically modifi...I worry about everything. About genetically modified food. About my carbon footprint. About whether or not my son will grow up to like himself. About how "thin" seems to escape me by more and more distance every year.<BR/><BR/>Beautiful, touching post. Thank you.amber.https://www.blogger.com/profile/06024075108371416747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32897160.post-75845410648768318182008-04-07T21:21:00.000-05:002008-04-07T21:21:00.000-05:00I would love to see you in NYC, Val. Email me at w...I would love to see you in NYC, Val. Email me at wbjewelry at hotmail dot com.WendyBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00985099019783464580noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32897160.post-61854312543971838372008-04-07T17:31:00.000-05:002008-04-07T17:31:00.000-05:00Such a nice post.Such a nice post.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32897160.post-34472109408512264122008-04-07T14:25:00.000-05:002008-04-07T14:25:00.000-05:00I'm worried about almost everything. I have troubl...I'm worried about almost everything. I have trouble getting out of bed in the morning.Kristinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02105680755485062414noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32897160.post-89565325788037204702008-04-07T14:13:00.000-05:002008-04-07T14:13:00.000-05:00At this very moment, 123Val, I am worried to bits ...At this very moment, 123Val, I am worried to bits that my house smells like fish guts. Why, why oh why, of all times to fertilize the house plants, does my husband choose two days before house guests arrive? <BR/><BR/>Both of my mother's parents went into nursing homes. My mom has told me repeatedly, "when I get that bad, take me out to a corn field and leave me." <BR/><BR/>I was very touched by your writings today. <BR/><BR/>Life. G-cussAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32897160.post-36955335134484667932008-04-07T11:36:00.000-05:002008-04-07T11:36:00.000-05:00Worrying about future worrying, while incredibly p...Worrying about future worrying, while incredibly post-modern, is also a zero-sum game in which, like Tic-Tac-Toe, the only winning move is not to play.<BR/><BR/>And while it's already essentially been said, all anyone can ask for in such a situation is to be treated with a little kindness and dignity, and I have no doubt you did more than your fair share of that for your mom and the others.paperback readerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05200353078639769169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32897160.post-34821171617123660422008-04-07T10:41:00.000-05:002008-04-07T10:41:00.000-05:00Hi Honey, I haven't been around for a while but th...Hi Honey, I haven't been around for a while but thought I'd just pop in to see you. I am over the age your Mom was when she was in the nursing home and your post made me think seriously about if/when the time comes that I should need to go into a home. I would hate for my boys to have to do what you did, bless you for being a good daughter. xAkelamaluhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11234268568845148285noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32897160.post-82982964695759125272008-04-06T23:35:00.000-05:002008-04-06T23:35:00.000-05:00((hug))((hug))WendyBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00985099019783464580noreply@blogger.com