tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729800.post113271092304214610..comments2023-10-18T20:19:34.717-04:00Comments on Poetic Acceptance: She saidErinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06383001784323104995noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729800.post-1132915250473782452005-11-25T05:40:00.000-05:002005-11-25T05:40:00.000-05:00The truth is, I'm doing whatever I'm doing because...The truth is, I'm doing whatever I'm doing because there isn't much other choice, because I don't know any other way to do it.'<BR/><BR/>Exactly! There is no 'manual on life' to follow so you do what you can. Nobody will know how they will cope in any given situation and most are afraid of that silence not realizing that that very silence needs to be embraced. Sometimes a hug can express so much Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729800.post-1132779740367447512005-11-23T16:02:00.000-05:002005-11-23T16:02:00.000-05:00I'm sending my sympathetic silence (can't you tell...I'm sending my sympathetic silence (can't you tell?).Martin Locockhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17198668398629742974noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729800.post-1132774655022788442005-11-23T14:37:00.000-05:002005-11-23T14:37:00.000-05:00"anonymous" I'm glad you wrote to her, and were ju..."anonymous" <BR/>I'm glad you wrote to her, and were just honest about your lack of words and the fact that despite that, you care and want to be there for her. I'd bet it made more difference to her than you'll ever know - and you'll certainly never regret that the way you would if you'd just not written!<BR/><BR/><BR/>Ang~<BR/>Just being there is "useful" - many people sort of turn away becauseErinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06383001784323104995noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729800.post-1132773003346115982005-11-23T14:10:00.000-05:002005-11-23T14:10:00.000-05:00Oh my god, how awful. I'll be thinking about you ...Oh my god, how awful. I'll be thinking about you often and with all the good energy I can muster up.<BR/><BR/>Your post also reminded me of the other thing that people say that makes me want to snatch out their tongues and stuff them down their throats - "life isn't fair," like I ever thought it was. No fucking kidding, life ain't fair.Lauriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13607467794651542046noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729800.post-1132750975347847812005-11-23T08:02:00.000-05:002005-11-23T08:02:00.000-05:00Erin, Truth be told, I'm terrible at offering my s...Erin, Truth be told, I'm terrible at offering my sympathy/support. It's not that I don't feel it, it's just that words have never been easy for me. At least not in the verbal sense. <BR/><BR/> I do, however, have the sense to keep my mouth shut when something stupid is about to issue forth. <BR/><BR/> I have a friend whose son was born with heart defects, the way the rationalizes why it is that Mommyleekhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17791423485316355896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729800.post-1132747250303350342005-11-23T07:00:00.000-05:002005-11-23T07:00:00.000-05:00Well, I finally wrote to my friend who has a serio...Well, I finally wrote to my friend who has a seriously, quickly growing cancer. She's in her 40's. One of those people who LIVES her life with vigor, good humor, and an unparalleled generosity of spirit. I told her I simply did not know what to say, but I knew I wanted to be in touch as long as possible. Suggested that in her spare time she could write a book (!) of things not to say. I Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com