tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-469109342951076928.post3121665748794250363..comments2023-05-18T09:24:05.695-04:00Comments on anamnesis: LANDSLIDEMelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14419796338370322835noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-469109342951076928.post-38031256538934762002009-06-22T13:51:16.467-04:002009-06-22T13:51:16.467-04:00Dear Amanda.
Thank you so much... that means so m...Dear Amanda.<br /><br />Thank you so much... that means so much to me.<br /><br />Seeing as I already typed a lengthy response, but was bumped off blogger for some reason and lost it, I'll take that to mean it may have not been meant to be (my earlier writing).<br /><br />I hope you weathered the day as well as can be, as well.<br /><br />Hugs and Happy Monday to you!<br /><br />CirceMelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14419796338370322835noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-469109342951076928.post-45687781491508792232009-06-21T12:15:15.112-04:002009-06-21T12:15:15.112-04:00Dear Circe,
Just a quick note, here, to let you k...Dear Circe,<br /><br />Just a quick note, here, to let you know that I am thinking of you. Today is a difficult day, I’m sure. It is, here, too, but I know how hard it must be for you, in particular. <br /><br />I’m sending you particularly loving thoughts, today, and will light a candle for your father.<br /><br />Love,<br />AmandaA. Lois Hickeyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05942514072576366474noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-469109342951076928.post-10262532464776208282009-06-16T14:27:15.788-04:002009-06-16T14:27:15.788-04:00Lovely song - and landscape, Circe.
Perhaps, th...Lovely song - and landscape, Circe. <br /><br />Perhaps, these are the ways of healing, growing. Fathers and their lives. We’re left in wonderment at some things, but I believe there are gifts, always - even if some aren‘t apparent, at first, under that shell of first-realization that needs to be gotten through. It takes time, it seems - sometimes, a great deal of time. I suppose, to all little girls (which we all are, inside, because that’s how fathers always view us), our fathers are our heroes. So strange-feeling when we realize just how human the hero was/is - and, vice-versa. The love we have for them never changes, though. <br /><br />You are in my thoughts, dear.<br /><br />Hugs,<br />AmandaA. Lois Hickeyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05942514072576366474noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-469109342951076928.post-56074096940163913602009-06-14T21:37:24.346-04:002009-06-14T21:37:24.346-04:00Thank you, Ciara dear.
That is the line which onc...Thank you, Ciara dear.<br /><br />That is the line which once got to me most. Though now, I am crushed by another two...<br /><br />Can I sail through the changing ocean tides? Can I handle the seasons of my life? Mmmm... <br /><br />I don't know...<br /><br />Thank you, again,<br /><br />CirceMelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14419796338370322835noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-469109342951076928.post-12216431655250997412009-06-14T16:17:10.200-04:002009-06-14T16:17:10.200-04:00This song never fails to bring a tear to my eye. E...This song never fails to bring a tear to my eye. Especially the line 'Even children get older, and I'm getting older too.'<br /><br />Beautiful dedication.Ciara Brehonyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10583812950426579762noreply@blogger.com