tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119505.post2310355190651556316..comments2022-03-26T04:52:50.442-07:00Comments on writerwriterwriter: kathleen dueyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01176852638727278256noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119505.post-62225192677229603462008-07-16T11:40:00.000-07:002008-07-16T11:40:00.000-07:00Me,too, Aissa. Every day, every day, every day.lov...Me,too, Aissa. Every day, every day, every day.<BR/><BR/>love,<BR/><BR/>kkathleen dueyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01176852638727278256noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119505.post-74284460113145066492008-07-15T13:04:00.000-07:002008-07-15T13:04:00.000-07:00i miss him so much ~ aissai miss him so much ~ aissaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119505.post-69149772584669889352008-06-27T11:12:00.000-07:002008-06-27T11:12:00.000-07:00Thalia,That must be very hard. A child so young--t...Thalia,<BR/><BR/>That must be very hard. A child so young--the bond is so strong. <BR/><BR/>Rereading this little thread of comments--women are so sturdy. I sometimes think about the mothers in Iraq or the Sudan.I know the vast majority of them are coping: Feeding and protecting their kids, and making the household work somehow, some way.<BR/><BR/>kkathleen dueyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01176852638727278256noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119505.post-48988682181331143922008-06-27T09:34:00.000-07:002008-06-27T09:34:00.000-07:00Kathleen,Anniversaries are hard, and so is the eve...Kathleen,<BR/><BR/>Anniversaries are hard, and so is the every dayness. Tears are expansive and they can't remain inside, so I think you are right to let them out every day. I cry every day because I only have half custody of my 4 year old, a torturous and joyous death and rebirth every few days. I am so sorry you miss your boy. <BR/><BR/>hugs and dancing,<BR/>ThaliaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119505.post-8812952390216922982008-06-25T18:21:00.000-07:002008-06-25T18:21:00.000-07:00Sally,It re-set my yardstick for what matters and ...Sally,<BR/><BR/>It re-set my yardstick for what matters and what doesn't, that's certain. And I didn't crawl into a hole or take pills or hide. But I am changed.<BR/><BR/>I would love to have met your husband. I have a two friends who live in constant pain. I admire them for their fortitude, and their insistence on normalcy.<BR/>They amaze me. <BR/><BR/>It is an inspiration to me, what humans are capable of surviving. <BR/><BR/>thank you for writing.<BR/>kkathleen dueyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01176852638727278256noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119505.post-26457370249313072962008-06-25T15:15:00.000-07:002008-06-25T15:15:00.000-07:00How sad. I'm sorry for you. And yet, I suspect, it...How sad. I'm sorry for you. <BR/><BR/>And yet, I suspect, it has made you a better writer. Not that anyone would make that trade--I just mean that it's good that instead of curling up and dying, you went on living and creating. That's a small blessing in the midst of agony. <BR/><BR/>My husband was a quadriplegic for 22 years before he died of colon cancer. He was a happy man and when I looked at him I was always amazed at how human beings are able to adapt to agony and go on "dancing with the limp" as you quoted.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119505.post-61463691672005407352008-06-23T19:41:00.000-07:002008-06-23T19:41:00.000-07:00You would have liked him. He was sunny.You would have liked him. He was sunny.kathleen dueyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01176852638727278256noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119505.post-76983034735401609052008-06-23T19:39:00.000-07:002008-06-23T19:39:00.000-07:00I very much wish I could have known Seth, too.I very much wish I could have known Seth, too.Jannihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08256724217277645321noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119505.post-90880148762229051872008-06-23T19:02:00.000-07:002008-06-23T19:02:00.000-07:00Thank you all so much. It is a very hard thing, an...Thank you all so much. It is a very hard thing, and it's nice when people care. Janni, you are a peach. I wish you could have known Seth. He wrote some interesting poetry. <BR/><BR/>Ruth, I can't figure anything out when it comes to the unfairness of life. I am all right, more or less. Anne Lamott says you learn to dance with the limp. That's how it feels for me. <BR/><BR/><BR/>Yes, please Angela, do give your kids more kisses and hugs. One of the most consoling things for me was to know that I didn't have any unsettled issues with my son. We were close and always talked easily about our feelings--and everything else. <BR/>thank you allfor writing me....<BR/>kkathleen dueyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01176852638727278256noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119505.post-31196158455998366012008-06-23T17:26:00.000-07:002008-06-23T17:26:00.000-07:00Hugs, Kathleen. I'll be thinking about you and Set...Hugs, Kathleen. I'll be thinking about you and Seth this week, and sending what good thoughts I can your way.Jannihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08256724217277645321noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119505.post-7622640222144688722008-06-23T16:52:00.000-07:002008-06-23T16:52:00.000-07:00When looking back on the painful effects of loss o...When looking back on the painful effects of loss on the loved ones' survivors, the most sense I can make of anything is this: the world keeps turning, whether you want it to or not. The world is oblivious, but not necessarily uncaring, to the deep pain so many go through.<BR/>Most people will know significant loss at some point in their lives, but most won't lose a son or daughter.<BR/>You've been forced to take the hardest path there is, in the whole world, I believe. I want to believe you'll be rewarded in equal measure, but I am not sure my faith is that strong.<BR/><BR/>I'm so sorry for your loss.<BR/><BR/>Just remember that many understand.<BR/>And while the pain doesn't really ease, you get used to it. It doesn't stab quite as deep, in time -- but it might be a long time.<BR/>It's good that you put him in your stories. That's a loving and fitting tribute.Ruth McNally Barshawhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10308176951931302853noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119505.post-39819471133544364932008-06-23T15:47:00.000-07:002008-06-23T15:47:00.000-07:00I've attended one of your workshops at the SCBWI L...I've attended one of your workshops at the SCBWI LA conference. The next year, I was looking forward to another workshop of yours when we were told why you weren't attending that year. My heart broke for you, I'm so sorry. Please, know that I send you my very best wishes. I have two sons, I'm going to go and give them extra hugs.<BR/>Warmly,<BR/>AngelaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com