tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25565586.post115794367472661190..comments2023-10-26T05:17:51.530-05:00Comments on Mommy's Dirty Little Secret: RememberKarenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12000259728837506250noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25565586.post-939523262372628572022-11-12T21:41:58.764-05:002022-11-12T21:41:58.764-05:00Thankks for sharing thisThankks for sharing thisHot Tub Repairs Daviehttps://www.hot-tub-experts.com/us/hot-tub-service-florida/hot-tub-repairs-davie.shtmlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25565586.post-1158281392354990592006-09-14T19:49:00.000-05:002006-09-14T19:49:00.000-05:00Karen, I tagged you. Grab your purse and dig deep...Karen, I tagged you. Grab your purse and dig deep!Sandyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05377174692899802883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25565586.post-1158262373775796882006-09-14T14:32:00.000-05:002006-09-14T14:32:00.000-05:00Beautifully put. I agree that it is more difficult...Beautifully put. <BR/><BR/>I agree that it is more difficult for me to watch even now. And so I don't. I'd hate my real memories, horrible as they are, to somehow be replaced by the footage detailing someone else's memory.Mom101https://www.blogger.com/profile/15468524489744839899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25565586.post-1158206220321223642006-09-13T22:57:00.000-05:002006-09-13T22:57:00.000-05:00Wow. I read your post about 9-11 -- I was 6 month...Wow. I read your post about 9-11 -- I was 6 months pregnant, too, and here in DC watching the smoke from the Pentagon travel outside my office window. <BR/><BR/>I didn't think I could relive those days, but Monday I watched the replay of the "live" footage from 2001. I think I'm still really trying to wrap my mind around that incredible loss, not even just in tangible loss of life, but in the Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25565586.post-1158185974859821072006-09-13T17:19:00.000-05:002006-09-13T17:19:00.000-05:00thanks for visiting and commenting on Monday... I ...thanks for visiting and commenting on Monday... <BR/><BR/>I was struck this year at how it seems like a lifetime has passed in the five years (N. and I weren't even engaged, let alone parents of a toddler) and yet everything about that day is frozen in time. Ready to be reopened, year after year... <BR/><BR/>Great post.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25565586.post-1158085454067905262006-09-12T13:24:00.000-05:002006-09-12T13:24:00.000-05:00Good post. I wrote about this on my blog too. We...Good post. I wrote about this on my blog too. We are flying out this Thursday and I'm nervous. Leaving two little ones behind.Karahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05675340988145228831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25565586.post-1158065843182797292006-09-12T07:57:00.000-05:002006-09-12T07:57:00.000-05:00I remember being at work that day and talking to c...I remember being at work that day and talking to customers in NJ who could see the smoke. Good post. Nice flag.Kurt Schroederhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01641608612441220668noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25565586.post-1158007066861145922006-09-11T15:37:00.000-05:002006-09-11T15:37:00.000-05:00What you said about the footage really struck me. ...What you said about the footage really struck me. Perhaps that's why I needed to watch every scrap that day (and for several days afterward) - because it seemed so unreal. But I can't watch now either.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25565586.post-1158000933710295822006-09-11T13:55:00.000-05:002006-09-11T13:55:00.000-05:00Yes, what Blair said. I was never more afraid that...Yes, what Blair said. I was never more afraid that I wouldn't see you again. I know you love NYC, and I do, too. But I love you more and I prefer you in a place where the bad men are less likely to strike again.Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11342425698876916791noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25565586.post-1157987912035413982006-09-11T10:18:00.000-05:002006-09-11T10:18:00.000-05:00I went back and read you thoughts on becoming a mo...I went back and read you thoughts on becoming a mother. That is a beautiful post. Thank you for visiting and more thank you for sharing your own experiences of loss. Loss is such a personal thing, it would be easy to get bogged down in the wallow of being alone in it. But the truth is that we can gain and grow from each other's experiences. Knowing there are shoulders to lean on that have osheehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03455826519363554410noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25565586.post-1157974764952116762006-09-11T06:39:00.000-05:002006-09-11T06:39:00.000-05:00My biggest memory of that day, after the utter sho...My biggest memory of that day, after the utter shock, was being afraid for you. Love you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com