tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1252390716871521856.post3084727591209450617..comments2023-05-09T02:16:22.791-07:00Comments on (a modern-day) Margery Raves On: Grace's PlaceKimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10202745403355887348noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1252390716871521856.post-8446077182240792852010-06-09T06:38:05.982-07:002010-06-09T06:38:05.982-07:00Wonderful that you have so much love in you- so mu...Wonderful that you have so much love in you- so much love that it hurts. My mom wouldn't have, couldn't have loved me this much- she didn't let Jesus give her real love. She was too afraid. She didn't trust Him. I didn't trust him either until I was 41. I'm 50 now. I marvel at love, having lived behind solidly built cinder blocks my entire life, mortared together with sin, and shame, and abuse and resentment. Thank goodness I trusted my wrecking ball lover, Jesus. He set me free. I do though, whenever I see it,...MARVEL.... at love that is as big and alive as yours is.It is so good but it hurts to love so much doesn't it? I shrink back. Your writings help me to want to love more.Karennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1252390716871521856.post-20551851509683438572010-06-08T21:48:28.410-07:002010-06-08T21:48:28.410-07:00Thank you for sharing this journey with us! The p...Thank you for sharing this journey with us! The previous posts of our<br />other "sisters" touched my heart also.<br /><br />Sometimes, I too "fall in a heap" grieving over the past, and wondering "how did I get here?" Then, I pick myself up and continue on in gratitude and praying for help with what is now.<br /><br />Thank you for being you. <br />Love, PeggyPeggy Dabbshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11020605739533421637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1252390716871521856.post-31916455144541880472010-06-08T17:29:02.116-07:002010-06-08T17:29:02.116-07:00Ah, yes. The delightful and dramatic panic attack....Ah, yes. The delightful and dramatic panic attack. I've had precisely one-for absolutely no reason- and don't care to repeat it. My mom and sister both suffer from regular episodes. The most fun is when you hit an age where it crosses your mind that it is an actual heart attack.<br /><br />You have so much dichotomy in your life right now that the reconciliation of the two defies the engineering of the mind. <br /><br />Former life vs. current life is made up not only of realities but imagined futures. I can't imagine this represented more fully than in the places where you live: the home where you built a life, treasured the now and the future, the expectations and fruit yet to be borne, and the other built from necessity in a place you never thought you would live.<br /><br />Grief takes us at unexpected times and carries its own solace. The gratitude for the life before, those things you loved and enjoyed, and the knowledge that you carry those always. Yours is suspended, extended, by the loss and salvation of your circumstance. <br /><br />You have so much to be grateful for but it is so different from the blessings you pictured that the loss and the new are too much to knit together. I think you'll end up with a patchwork quilt of epic proportions rather than a smooth tapestry of artistic perfection.Laurelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06120847492230531939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1252390716871521856.post-87079243736614476632010-06-08T17:18:12.234-07:002010-06-08T17:18:12.234-07:00I am a mother of two daughters aged 26 and 24, and...I am a mother of two daughters aged 26 and 24, and a Nana to a 2 year old grandson. I began following your family's story the day after Katherine's avm, and to be perfectly honest I am not sure how I came to be there. <br />As I have followed Katherine's story and subsequently your story, I have been brought to tears and to my knees many times. Thank you for sharing your heart with us! I often feel strange as I follow a story of someone I only know through their writings, but there are so many parallels, it touches me deeply. Always know that this woman is blessed by you, and each time in the fall when I make a trip to Athens I will feel even closer to you (even when you are on Nana duty far away!) Be blessed as you are a blessing... JaniceAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1252390716871521856.post-89114396809714077312010-06-08T09:57:44.613-07:002010-06-08T09:57:44.613-07:00Hi Kim,
After reading the post, my first thoughts...Hi Kim,<br /><br />After reading the post, my first thoughts were:<br />"You're on the right track. Keep going."<br />I don't know if that was necessarily for you or for me. <br />Either way - keep going. You are bringing others with you on your journey and helping us with ours.<br /><br />As always, I thank you for your words and honesty.<br /><br />Much love and affection,<br />CarineUnknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16783097336284317920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1252390716871521856.post-11094474780465973212010-06-08T08:30:28.895-07:002010-06-08T08:30:28.895-07:00I have been following your daughters story since n...I have been following your daughters story since nienie mentioned her. the story inspires me. the life you live makes me appreciate my life and the blessings that i take for granted every day. <br /><br />i sincerely thank you for your sweet reminders, your honest, heartfelt thoughts and the way that you put into words the way that you feel.<br /><br />i want to be a mother like you. one who teaches her children to love God. and that God loves them.<br /><br />....i will continue to follow your margery blog. i love it!ashlihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15400819502006022473noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1252390716871521856.post-91025655802330370102010-06-08T08:02:44.831-07:002010-06-08T08:02:44.831-07:00This is beautiful and thought-provoking.
Celebrat...This is beautiful and thought-provoking.<br /><br />Celebrating the now, with all of its imperfections...I like that.<br /><br />Thanks for sharing this intimate description of your journey.<br /><br />MarisaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1252390716871521856.post-67381540058728300312010-06-08T08:01:12.078-07:002010-06-08T08:01:12.078-07:00Oh, I'm sitting here with tears rolling down m...Oh, I'm sitting here with tears rolling down my face. My Grace's place is still crammed with American Girl dolls, though I have been known to grieve the Dora dollhouse and abandoned stuffed animals. It is one long, endless goodbye, this parenting journey ... and some of the time I can't bear the bittersweetness of it.<br />Thank you for your beautiful words.<br />xoLindseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12909653448867538655noreply@blogger.com