tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30396930.post117009715910579014..comments2023-10-21T07:58:50.161-08:00Comments on Maya's Granny: PerspectiveMaya's Grannyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12183715043200608144noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30396930.post-1170125272988376562007-01-29T17:47:00.000-09:002007-01-29T17:47:00.000-09:00It makes me so very happy that you have found some...It makes me so very happy that you have found some joy from the nutshell. It has been just a tad earthshaking for me, too. Maybe time and space are not altogether bad things!gawillihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00051429087852971196noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30396930.post-1170118594701576232007-01-29T15:56:00.000-09:002007-01-29T15:56:00.000-09:00I said to another blogger just a while ago that my...I said to another blogger just a while ago that my old photos bring back so many memories, not all of which were happy ones. However, the photos remind me that it was not always as bad as I thought at the time. Blogging was the start of that revelation for me - as yours was for you. I think blogging is a good thing all around!kenjuhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07342414519714356343noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30396930.post-1170116062951952772007-01-29T15:14:00.000-09:002007-01-29T15:14:00.000-09:00One of the main things I have come to believe, thr...One of the main things I have come to believe, through the benefits of aging, is that most people do the best they can given their own limitations. When we realize the ones, who hurt us, were just trying to make their life right even when they did bad things, we can release the pain. It's not always true. There are some people who are probably downright evil but most are trying but dealing with their own negative experiences and reacting to that. We can just hope in a family, each generation keeps growing and improving so that the mistakes don't get replicated.Rain Trueaxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07994628226501093880noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30396930.post-1170104939365251482007-01-29T12:08:00.000-09:002007-01-29T12:08:00.000-09:00Sounds like this has been cathartic for you...that...Sounds like this has been cathartic for you...that's a good thing. :) Remembering the truly bad things that happened has given you perspective, and made you a champion for children's causes. Remembering the good side of Grandpa has given you some good life lessons. Letting go of the anger and resentment, that's the hard part. I'm happy that you're on the mend in that way...and yeah, maybe you'll find the part of Colleen that was good and kind. Like when she picked the knots out of my hair for me, patiently, when you would have cut it off. Like helping you move to Alaska when you had hurt your back and couldn't do it yourself. The bad things are real, too, but she could be good too. Like saving the woman who later gave you a loan at the bank. There's a blog post, huh?Jhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00653383372182667361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30396930.post-1170099829329275442007-01-29T10:43:00.000-09:002007-01-29T10:43:00.000-09:00Laying aside old grudges and resentments is very f...Laying aside old grudges and resentments is very freeing for me. I learned to work on that in the AA program but find, like you, that the blogging is very therapeutic too. Putting words down on paper often solidifies a feeling that I have been unable to express (or even knew I had) in any other way.Ginniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12749133391349265563noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30396930.post-1170097817310928662007-01-29T10:10:00.000-09:002007-01-29T10:10:00.000-09:00I have not read much of your blog yet but perhaps ...I have not read much of your blog yet but perhaps your father was a product of his time or culture. I had a great foster family that raised me. They were older than I. But I rarely saw the father of the house. He was good man but he just could not seem to show love or emotion for his kids. His kids were 30 years older than me and They are in their eighties now. They often say they knew their dad loved them but he never expressed it and it was very stern.<BR/><BR/>He was from England. He worked hard and supported his family while they were young but they were expected to get out when they were 18 and make their own way in life. Eventually he left the family but he kept in contact with the girls after they were adults.<BR/><BR/>But I have found by talking to other people in that era, their fathers were the same way. LOving, but stern. So I wonder how much of that has to do with the era they grew up in. <BR/><BR/>I never had a father and have always wondered what I had missed by not having one. (mine deserted my mom years ago) My mom had a whole set of problems and did not raise me but my foster family was great. My foster mom, anyway.Deehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02905275594750828620noreply@blogger.com