tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6512838757762886212.post6926140269933369704..comments2023-06-20T09:48:02.045-04:00Comments on Reflections of a Wrinkled Girl: Babies Grow UpWrinkling Dailyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11213135418725208273noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6512838757762886212.post-22160190371856850232012-06-13T14:42:52.352-04:002012-06-13T14:42:52.352-04:00Oh dear, even with 7 year old girls, I think of th...Oh dear, even with 7 year old girls, I think of this often and am so grateful to have them with me now. What a lovely essay for you and your daughter to have, just beautiful.northsidefourhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04021998139776276601noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6512838757762886212.post-76743142552604566542012-05-29T21:52:40.189-04:002012-05-29T21:52:40.189-04:00Until it doesn't any more, right? Or maybe eve...Until it doesn't any more, right? Or maybe even into the hereafter.Wrinkling Dailyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11213135418725208273noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6512838757762886212.post-43006452609412351422012-05-29T21:51:19.314-04:002012-05-29T21:51:19.314-04:00I am thinking Teri, that it never ends. I know my ...I am thinking Teri, that it never ends. I know my old parents still worry, still want to do what they can for their "kids." I am glad to know that I am normal, since you felt the same way with your girls. It gets easier, it does, the letting go I mean, but as far as the distress or pain they feel, I think that one will be ours too, forever. I ponder like you do,if we will ever get to the point in life to know, more than sporadically that all will be well. I guess some accomplish this, I work on it daily, but the worries still creep in. Thanks for your nice comment.Wrinkling Dailyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11213135418725208273noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6512838757762886212.post-22532384172652144042012-05-29T21:11:09.073-04:002012-05-29T21:11:09.073-04:00So beats the heart of a mother.So beats the heart of a mother.Denise Emanuel Clemenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10982725113569943337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6512838757762886212.post-50051226579381465812012-05-29T18:19:14.314-04:002012-05-29T18:19:14.314-04:00Oh wow...this is so wonderful. I know exactly how ...Oh wow...this is so wonderful. I know exactly how you feel because I felt the same thing when my girls married. And I still feel this kind of ache, this kind of sadness, when I see then in distress or arguing with their husbands or any kind of thing that might go wrong during a day. I guess we will always feel this? Will there ever be a point in life where we don't worry, don't get sad, and just know that all will be well? I'm forever wondering this. It's hard to let go completely.Terihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13046623774704584939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6512838757762886212.post-32398977064538915042012-05-29T16:14:33.180-04:002012-05-29T16:14:33.180-04:00awhhh I was there didn't you know that
in sp...awhhh I was there didn't you know that<br />in spirit<br />and I knew it would be perfect...almost<br />but almost is almost unheard of<br />rest now....and swaying does count as dancing<br />90? wow...go get em dad<br />my mom is 82 and singleSuzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10329289442910294160noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6512838757762886212.post-48697473023532782012-05-29T14:13:20.916-04:002012-05-29T14:13:20.916-04:00Hi Suz. Glad you are ok. As far as the wedding, I ...Hi Suz. Glad you are ok. As far as the wedding, I wish I could say that there was a handsome, unattached gentleman, long lost uncle of the groom, but...I did not really dance, but I did wiggle and sway a little bit - does that count? The day was lovely, the breeze warm, there was even a fine mist coming off the ocean during the ceremony. My daughter was radiant, so was her kind man. She danced and danced in her pink, starfish heels. My other girls glowed in short pink and ivory dresses and gave heart-felt speeches at the reception. I was so proud of them all. My dad, who is almost 90 walked my daughter down the "isle" and later danced with her to Sunshine on My Shoulder; there were not many dry eyes. It was a beautiful day for my beautiful, blonde sprite and I am ever so grateful. Thank you for asking, and in a way, sharing the day...Wrinkling Dailyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11213135418725208273noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6512838757762886212.post-1208937988846703422012-05-29T11:38:52.291-04:002012-05-29T11:38:52.291-04:00well...do you really want to know....I am complete...well...do you really want to know....I am completely drained<br />of energy, happiness,joy....I knew this would come<br />I have been to this place before....I let my body<br />rest..my mind wander...my heart ache<br />and then energy and life in the form of joy all around returns<br />But I must acknowledge where it is now<br />for my life to return to living<br />I know you won't show any pictures..but give us a few descriptive morsels<br />did you dance?<br />oh..I just thought of what's his name dancing with Lopez<br />sigh...loved that movieSuzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10329289442910294160noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6512838757762886212.post-29118326339273735752012-05-29T10:08:38.523-04:002012-05-29T10:08:38.523-04:00It was a wonderful day Suz, almost perfect. Sunny,...It was a wonderful day Suz, almost perfect. Sunny, breezy, filled with love. How are you all doing?Wrinkling Dailyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11213135418725208273noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6512838757762886212.post-83850560644173350922012-05-28T10:58:37.402-04:002012-05-28T10:58:37.402-04:00oh....starfish! nice touch!oh....starfish! nice touch!Suzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10329289442910294160noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6512838757762886212.post-89908910549566167782012-05-28T10:57:17.197-04:002012-05-28T10:57:17.197-04:00oh my....that was beautiful
and yes...love means l...oh my....that was beautiful<br />and yes...love means letting go..not holding on....for that is the only way they can return in joy<br />Looks like you had a wonderful day too<br />love those shoes...and toes :)<br />now it is time to begin <br />love knows no bounds<br />rejoice<br /><br />...for me it was the day they went off to school all day....boo hoo<br />by time they were ready for marriage<br />fly!Suzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10329289442910294160noreply@blogger.com