tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391395251067357.post4832433002825897583..comments2023-08-23T07:25:44.599-04:00Comments on universal grit: In Flawed AbundanceDenisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15462569218964784357noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391395251067357.post-88727209966478918492011-02-14T16:55:37.571-05:002011-02-14T16:55:37.571-05:00Denise -
Are we living the same life? ha ha. Yest...Denise - <br />Are we living the same life? ha ha. Yesterday my daughter took my phone out of my hand, closed it and said "This is going in the wagon." And you know what, she was SO right. The damn thing needed to be put away! Thanks for a great read.Laurie Halterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09849959945082725194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391395251067357.post-15113197235476950162011-02-13T19:41:01.486-05:002011-02-13T19:41:01.486-05:00Just today I felt this acutely. I had a social com...Just today I felt this acutely. I had a social commitment, one that I've bailed on month after month with excuse after excuse. I don't do well with busy Sundays. I prefer to languish in the quiet (ahem, sort of quiet) company of my family, find an hour or two to myself, and ready us all for the week that lies ahead. Out of guilt for missing so many months of this gathering I planned to go. But as I was doing some chore and started to feel my heart quicken thinking about all that had to be done today, I knew, I just knew I had to let this activity go, once again, and forgive myself for not being everything to everyone. I had to realize that for now I have to be only what I need and my family need. <br /><br />And that quote...how I love it!!<br />xoxoAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391395251067357.post-3415925470941469992011-02-13T14:03:02.423-05:002011-02-13T14:03:02.423-05:00Beautiful. I struggle with my focused time...even ...Beautiful. I struggle with my focused time...even when I'm with my boys, I'm not there. <br /><br />I need to turn it off. I'm going to work harder to do just that. <br /><br />Lovely words.Nancy Chttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04313721217543578257noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391395251067357.post-66322660868392946822011-02-11T14:26:59.305-05:002011-02-11T14:26:59.305-05:00Flawed abundance...I'm going to remember that....Flawed abundance...I'm going to remember that. Especially since I deal with the tug and pull of my priorities vs. my kids' all the time. They should be one and the same, shouldn't they? In fact, they are...my actions just don't always reflect that.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391395251067357.post-65118682919833386852011-02-11T11:12:46.524-05:002011-02-11T11:12:46.524-05:00Denise, your gorgeous words here mirror my soul. I...Denise, your gorgeous words here mirror my soul. I think this elusive balance is something every parent continually strives for every day, and for me, some days are more successful than others. <br /><br />Lately, certain events made me take a hard look at my own life, and I realized that in my constant search for the nebulous ideal, I failed to see that what I have before me is enough. In fact, as the poem beautifully depicts, I have it in "flawed abundance". Thank you for sharing this with us today, and as such, a much needed perspective.Justinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16968048136720936198noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391395251067357.post-31177805974180773562011-02-11T10:11:01.406-05:002011-02-11T10:11:01.406-05:00Look at how perfectly it works. She spoke and you ...Look at how perfectly it works. She spoke and you instantly self-corrected. Easy to forget, easy to remember. Trust yourself. You're doing it.Karen Maezen Millerhttp://www.karenmaezenmiller.com/blognoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391395251067357.post-12807091972597955922011-02-11T07:42:17.139-05:002011-02-11T07:42:17.139-05:00"And now, I must restore equilibrium--that pr..."And now, I must restore equilibrium--that precarious balance between my needs and theirs, constantly recalibrating, tweaking, stepping-back-to-analyze. The elusive balance is never easy; and it is forever shifting. I know that if I completely plunge into their lives, I lose myself. If I immerse completely into mine, I lose them."<br /><br />I can't tell you how much this speaks to me. I am not sure I believe in balance, but I do believe we must aim for it even though it might ultimately elude us. And 'inky'? Might be my new favorite word. Seriously.Aidan Donnelley Rowley @ Ivy League Insecuritieshttp://www.ivyleagueinsecurities.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391395251067357.post-87694352459122476692011-02-11T01:56:03.320-05:002011-02-11T01:56:03.320-05:00Oh. Gorgeous. I am struggling with that balance ri...Oh. Gorgeous. I am struggling with that balance right now. The last thing I want is for my daughter to feel that she is competing for my attention - my love - with a computer, a phone, an iPad. And yet, and yet, there is a part of my soul that is only satisfied with things that she is too young to be a part of. <br />I think this is the ache of the Mother. Being ourselves, being with our children...remembering to just be.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391395251067357.post-40848552605523724182011-02-10T22:10:07.672-05:002011-02-10T22:10:07.672-05:00'A woman, a mother, must stoke the fires of he...'A woman, a mother, must stoke the fires of her own life. She must craft solitudes to fill her parched soul. I do this. I've gotten really good at this. But in the process, I've created an imbalance. Probably because I left myself thirsting for so, so long.... The elusive balance is never easy; and it is forever shifting. I know that if I completely plunge into their lives, I lose myself. If I immerse completely into mine, I lose them."<br /><br />I do think, Denise, that you read my mind sometimes. This, this is so true and so key to moving forward.<br /><br />Thank you.Christahttp://www.carryitforward.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391395251067357.post-4747560265865041692011-02-10T21:06:06.230-05:002011-02-10T21:06:06.230-05:00Those hairline fractures? I know them. Both in m...Those hairline fractures? I know them. Both in my foundation AND in my daughter's. Good God, lady, thank everything on earth you are out there - we are so in step. Thank goodness. Have a glass of wine and call me in the morning! xoxLindseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12909653448867538655noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391395251067357.post-50434866503719503682011-02-10T20:50:51.537-05:002011-02-10T20:50:51.537-05:00Creating a balance, its like walking a tightrope a...Creating a balance, its like walking a tightrope and some days I feel I may fall and fall and fall. I wonder if there is a safety net that will cushion the blow ... and then reality steps in. My children's needs outweigh all, my life is their life - interestingly, my husband travels and when he is home - he is awesome ... but his life is more his life ... mine is not usually mine. Small moments, joined together, remind me that I am still me ... I love the me that I am because of him, because of my children. But that other me ... it still has a voice in there :)<br />I love how you write, you always reach me with what you have to say - thank you!The Sisters' Hoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08797948652615263591noreply@blogger.com