tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12171673.post4775018085179699659..comments2024-02-13T01:25:33.947-05:00Comments on The Gods Are Bored: Mother's DayAnne Johnsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15478513906953607043noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12171673.post-28068351379459289742014-05-13T18:48:06.838-04:002014-05-13T18:48:06.838-04:00This touched home Anne.
Thank you for writing. This touched home Anne.<br /><br /> Thank you for writing. Kimberhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12451259017628010051noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12171673.post-20102507286793071372014-05-13T05:23:40.788-04:002014-05-13T05:23:40.788-04:00Mothers are peculiar people. And yes, am writing t...Mothers are peculiar people. And yes, am writing this from the viewpoint of a 69 year old male.<br /><br />Therefore, i cannot truly understand, or comprehend, the filial bond created by childbirth.<br /><br />My genetic 'father' (sire?) died in 1945 - long, WW2 related, story - then from my ages between 6 months and 5 years - lived in a house with two females. My Mother, and her mother - my grandmother. Mother re-married.<br />(another very long story). I left home at age 12.<br /><br />From memory, my mother was always very 'stiff' and 'disproving' of whatever i did. Had only sporadic contact with her until 1999, when my cousin informed me that she was becoming a bit 'dotty'. <br /><br />Returned to see her, live in my 'home State' (South Australia) ... and yes, in her last 3 years, allowed me to "hug" her for the first time. She died in her 89th year; 2009: (and was holding her hand at the time).<br /><br />Yep, "Love" is a peculiar notion or emotion.<br /><br />I do have a son, now age 40, who, oddly enough, returned from England in 2009 (another long story) - who now refuses to communicate with <b>me</b>.<br /><br />Ah, life happens, over time.<br /><br />My Best Wishes, Anne - for you ... and your children.<br /><br /> <br /><br />Davohhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02785126939071213905noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12171673.post-79989892970512197842014-05-12T20:13:48.932-04:002014-05-12T20:13:48.932-04:00I loved my mother...but did not like her.I know ho...I loved my mother...but did not like her.I know how you feel.<br />yellowdoggrannyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14906624317290990109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12171673.post-25901590592228791102014-05-12T08:54:06.941-04:002014-05-12T08:54:06.941-04:00You have broken the cycle of ignorance and abuse n...You have broken the cycle of ignorance and abuse not only for your two wonderful daughters, but for the children they will have and love as well. Happy Mother's Day, Anne!Debra She Who Seekshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01845703092794695023noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12171673.post-21719651199377302972014-05-11T21:54:23.773-04:002014-05-11T21:54:23.773-04:00Amen and Ashe. Your daughters must be VERY proud ...Amen and Ashe. Your daughters must be VERY proud of you; I know I would be if I were them.Lucretiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07489662765492879926noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12171673.post-56919753372542388942014-05-11T21:53:04.038-04:002014-05-11T21:53:04.038-04:00I've passed this one along, because this is a ...I've passed this one along, because this is a difficult day for a lot of us. I'm grateful to have had a mother who, while human and imperfect, has been easy to love.<br /><br />But so many of my friends had a different sort of mom. I am grateful for the ways they have found to become wonderful human beings even without that advantage. And I'm grateful to you for sharing a story that might help a few hearts to heal, at least a little.<br /><br />Blessed be, my friend.Cat C-B (and/or Peter B)https://www.blogger.com/profile/10002916434676859262noreply@blogger.com