tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1165603762522014470.post5812741752541133296..comments2023-08-17T11:04:19.748-04:00Comments on submission & metaphor: Sabotageoatmeal girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12842608615972752000noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1165603762522014470.post-78172248208792334712008-12-06T17:09:00.000-05:002008-12-06T17:09:00.000-05:00aw babe. (((hugs)))aw babe. (((hugs)))mamacrowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16484565827023574347noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1165603762522014470.post-65063020841046548592008-12-05T21:57:00.000-05:002008-12-05T21:57:00.000-05:00And he did teach me to feel, he taught me that it ...And he did teach me to feel, he taught me that it was safe to love again, he didn't tear me down, he opened me up - and even though it didn't go where I would have liked, we do still have each other and he keeps an eye on me and things are progressing with the thesis, and if I need to cry a few tears to have that, then so be it.oatmeal girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12842608615972752000noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1165603762522014470.post-79494919600738574092008-12-05T13:16:00.000-05:002008-12-05T13:16:00.000-05:00OG, yes I know that feeling well, especially durin...OG, yes I know that feeling well, especially during this season.<BR/>I live in the far west of England the nearest decent shopping centre is over a an hours drive away.<BR/>So I shop online and by catalogue, I see something my wife would have loved, that's all it takes, you never really get over a loss like that.<BR/>Warm hugs,<BR/>Paul.Paulhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03790580459962602757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1165603762522014470.post-11923501931049117312008-12-05T01:57:00.000-05:002008-12-05T01:57:00.000-05:00But wouldn't it be a pity if you forgot. This kind...But wouldn't it be a pity if you forgot. This kind of remembering is bittersweet but also a 'lovely' celebration of, yes, allowing ourselves to feel.<BR/><BR/>xxmillamillahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14935774918083607756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1165603762522014470.post-29774123253443563322008-12-04T22:50:00.000-05:002008-12-04T22:50:00.000-05:00Fuck, that post got under my skin and brought a te...Fuck, that post got under my skin and brought a tear to my eye. Sometimes I wish for an 'off' switch and not have triggers affect me like that, but that's the price we pay for allowing ourselves to feel. <BR/><BR/>xAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com