tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6389886067192563344.post2587312458259431798..comments2024-03-13T07:46:16.882-07:00Comments on mysocalledblog:: Mother Timemysocalledwriterlessbloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529007063456469103noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6389886067192563344.post-20059956837281260012016-09-07T03:22:54.747-07:002016-09-07T03:22:54.747-07:00I feel the same way about you, Theo.... You are an...I feel the same way about you, Theo.... You are an artist and a connoisseur and curator of emotional content. Thank goodness for you and like souls. Xxmysocalledwriterlessbloghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00529007063456469103noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6389886067192563344.post-85231472775992248082016-09-07T02:52:13.150-07:002016-09-07T02:52:13.150-07:00Whether you write as essayist or lyricist your emo...Whether you write as essayist or lyricist your emotional ear is ever acute, articulating what so many of us see as opaque and rendering it so clear and transparent--as if to say, just listen: the music of our lives is playing, humming, being sung, but we must really listen to hear it. Your gift for divining and parsing this netherworld of who we are as our parents' children and who we have become on our own--not a little bit brazenly if proudly, I'll add--simmers with reason and embrace, tears and understanding. Above all, gratitude. Kindness. A sense of honor. And the humility to accept the frailties that befall us but later rescue us. You are a consummate poet of the human spirit. I'm so thankful for the great good fortune of your friendship.iTheodorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06049312858929091101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6389886067192563344.post-70424899495978993632016-09-05T13:06:55.100-07:002016-09-05T13:06:55.100-07:00lovelovedarrolynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00810543089615021418noreply@blogger.com