Re: Dear Diary
Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 3:18 pm
Dear Diary,
I love coming to this very special place. It has a sense of calmness about it, doesn't it diary. A calmness and serenity that my daily self yearns for and strives for.
I also love reading the feedback and insight, and it is always right on. Spot on. (to be said with an english accent)
Diary, I'm not sure who Tiger Mom is, but I do so love Tina. SHE is my role model, along with R. and M.
I'm glad that I am getting to know Paislee, and I do so empathize with her over the loss of her son. The ripple effect will be felt for generations. There will be a "hole" in the fabric of Paislee's tapestry forever. I'm glad she has a safe place to talk about it.
Yes, I remember Tina mentioning the death of her daughter's friend, and how she was so proud of how her daughter handled it.
Suicide leaves the family tattered and torn. The one thing I know for sure, is that the loved one that is lost to suicide would not want the ones left behind to suffer from guilt. The dilemma is, how to not feel the guilt, and how to let it just slip through our psyche's. I don't think that many can do this, and therefor support groups would seem imperative. I imagine that it is a pain un matched by any other.
Ok Diary. I hear the robins outside my window. I've been busy spring cleaning today. I've washed all of the down comforters, and duvet covers and european shams, and am busy shaking out slip covers.
I'm needlepointing my favorite piece to date. (I say this about all of my pieces, mostly) I'm making a beautiful pillow of Hydrangeas (blues and purples) in a Nantucket basket. It will look stunning on my wing chair. I'm also going to take my antique wing chair out of storage, and place it in the foyer.
So, today my mind is busy with spring cleaning and decorating. Coco is at the groomer, and we are ignoring each other, but being civil. Golf is on which is good. I was so disappointed when the final 4 ended, as this was like a babysitter for me. haha.
I'm mean, diary, but what can I say. It's how I feel. I want to feel otherwise, but I just don't.
Todd needs furniture for his cabin. I wish I could ship him out so many things, as I could have the cabin decorated beautifully with all of my furniture in storage. However, that would cost a pretty penny that we don't have.
Diary, Tina mentioned having me patent you. This concept made me laugh, because, well, because it would be like patenting a part of me. But then I started thinking about all of the different possibilities of Dear Diary. I think I will google "patent" and see what is involved.
I'm sorry Diary, but yesterday's vent was SO HELPFUL. Once I vented, and figured out what was bothering me, it was gone.
Imagine that D.! Vent and presto, I felt better, of course with the help of the little children and Julie.
Ok. I'm boring you diary. Time to go.
Love,
Me.
I love coming to this very special place. It has a sense of calmness about it, doesn't it diary. A calmness and serenity that my daily self yearns for and strives for.
I also love reading the feedback and insight, and it is always right on. Spot on. (to be said with an english accent)
Diary, I'm not sure who Tiger Mom is, but I do so love Tina. SHE is my role model, along with R. and M.
I'm glad that I am getting to know Paislee, and I do so empathize with her over the loss of her son. The ripple effect will be felt for generations. There will be a "hole" in the fabric of Paislee's tapestry forever. I'm glad she has a safe place to talk about it.
Yes, I remember Tina mentioning the death of her daughter's friend, and how she was so proud of how her daughter handled it.
Suicide leaves the family tattered and torn. The one thing I know for sure, is that the loved one that is lost to suicide would not want the ones left behind to suffer from guilt. The dilemma is, how to not feel the guilt, and how to let it just slip through our psyche's. I don't think that many can do this, and therefor support groups would seem imperative. I imagine that it is a pain un matched by any other.
Ok Diary. I hear the robins outside my window. I've been busy spring cleaning today. I've washed all of the down comforters, and duvet covers and european shams, and am busy shaking out slip covers.
I'm needlepointing my favorite piece to date. (I say this about all of my pieces, mostly) I'm making a beautiful pillow of Hydrangeas (blues and purples) in a Nantucket basket. It will look stunning on my wing chair. I'm also going to take my antique wing chair out of storage, and place it in the foyer.
So, today my mind is busy with spring cleaning and decorating. Coco is at the groomer, and we are ignoring each other, but being civil. Golf is on which is good. I was so disappointed when the final 4 ended, as this was like a babysitter for me. haha.
I'm mean, diary, but what can I say. It's how I feel. I want to feel otherwise, but I just don't.
Todd needs furniture for his cabin. I wish I could ship him out so many things, as I could have the cabin decorated beautifully with all of my furniture in storage. However, that would cost a pretty penny that we don't have.
Diary, Tina mentioned having me patent you. This concept made me laugh, because, well, because it would be like patenting a part of me. But then I started thinking about all of the different possibilities of Dear Diary. I think I will google "patent" and see what is involved.
I'm sorry Diary, but yesterday's vent was SO HELPFUL. Once I vented, and figured out what was bothering me, it was gone.
Imagine that D.! Vent and presto, I felt better, of course with the help of the little children and Julie.
Ok. I'm boring you diary. Time to go.
Love,
Me.