tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632542.post978432110123720391..comments2023-11-01T00:38:49.400+11:00Comments on Ampersand Duck: leakyAmpersand Duckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12245377686193859488noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632542.post-82548948768206095132009-05-24T20:24:30.784+10:002009-05-24T20:24:30.784+10:00totally. just wish it was possible to know when tr...totally. just wish it was possible to know when triggers were going to pop out and bite one on the bum.<br /><br />doorbitch: weapsworldpeace and a speedboathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00735857941964784431noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632542.post-10769450331319114272009-05-22T16:57:17.186+10:002009-05-22T16:57:17.186+10:00no point trying to stop em, just let the tears run...no point trying to stop em, just let the tears run em selves dry.Could be good to have a handy trigger though.byrdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06240903750156297592noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632542.post-28370935072772272692009-05-20T19:26:48.969+10:002009-05-20T19:26:48.969+10:00I've been to a renewal of vows and a funeral in th...I've been to a renewal of vows and a funeral in the last month. Not a dry eye at either.<br />I think there was more crying at the renewal of vows now I think about it.<br /><br />I think tears are healing and anyone who tells someone grieving to Just Move On deserves a good knee in the groin.Helenhttp://castironbalcony.media2.orgnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632542.post-23708886041583747892009-05-20T12:48:01.469+10:002009-05-20T12:48:01.469+10:00Oh ducky: big hugs.Oh ducky: big hugs.pkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02678679294859263012noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632542.post-71372781201265490012009-05-19T20:32:00.000+10:002009-05-19T20:32:00.000+10:00It's funny, isn't it, how grief seems to push upwa...It's funny, isn't it, how grief seems to push upwards slowly, without you realising, until something unlocks it and off you go: sobbing not necessarily because of the thing infront of you but still mourning things gone but clearly not properly dealt with. I find this in myself too, but think it's a good thing in so far as I usually achieve a slightly different perspective on whatever it is that I finally work out is upsetting me. Then after a while I can put it away again, and take it out next time for another look and a bit more sobbing until I've dealt with it. And I know what you mean about never really 'knowing' anyone. Just the sort of existential angsty thing that sets me off! I had the faith bone removed at an early age and I think I envy those who believe in some sort of higher purpose in life, or rebirth, or heaven or any of those things that mean you don't have to worry about it quite so much. I'll have to read some of Rosaleen's writing; I don't know her work. Take care, S.Sara Bowenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05799617148331658067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632542.post-62306099647405977322009-05-19T19:37:00.000+10:002009-05-19T19:37:00.000+10:00That was a beautiful post.
I cry often and whole...That was a beautiful post. <br /><br />I cry often and wholeheartedly, and I am happy to do so when things are sad because it reminds me, among other things, that I have a heart and my feelings are intact.<br /><br /><br />There have been times when I have been emotionally anaesthetised for various reasons, safeguarding myself. <br /><br /><br />You have lovely weekends.....tears and all....fifihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06946945635726214503noreply@blogger.com