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life after death . . .
Kyle
My son at Highland View
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5 comments:
...i'm digging into serious writing for a possible spot in the undergrad research symposium (in which case - i get published - yikes) this spring and i am finally pulling together JMC, JJDS, and Virginia...
....one of the things which fascinates me about these three generations of women - in their genius and madness - is the unusual way in which each of them coped with severe trauma and repeated grief....of the three, it was JMC who survived and continued to live her life in the fullness of much, much joy.....intensely focused and unwavering in her perseverance...she had a quality the women in the later generations of her family did not inherit....she embraced all the darkness and light in her world...and she worked her craft with a belief that it was essential....simply for its own sake...
.....of all the women in our family - it has been your extraordinary artistic abilities that have inspired me for all of my life - and so...i respectfully urge you to go and to find your craft again....with all the darkness and light in your world...and to lose yourself in it....simply for its own sake....
...i love you, auntie.... : )
you've given me an idea for a blog . . . so more to come. . .
but you are going to just knock them dead one day with your research and your beautiful use of language. i can't wait to see it!
Wow, what a painting. Where did that come from?
(we do live together folks, but have not seen each other for several days...)
Robin, you go girl!
We are going to a bar to watch the game tonight - Thank God for the Red Sox!! after reading your last blog I am feeling like
Susan S Whitham G,CG,MD,PTSD.
very clever!!!
I definately am going to hug you big time when I see you next week. Your seminar was interesting, the problem is at any given time I can be all the catagories. I really feel it is alright to be sad, cry as much as needed.You are allowed.You and I are going to be ok. A big hug!
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