Guest guest Posted April 2, 2008 Report Share Posted April 2, 2008 Carole- Thank you so much for responding. I am hoping that my son will remember all the quite time we spent together. All the PlayStation games we played, all the books we read, the laughs...etc. I am sorry that I brought back memories from your childhood. But it sounds like you had loving parents that tryed their best. Which is what I am doing, my best. Thanks again!! Love and Support, Keri in CA Re: Raising kids That's bitching???? You don't know from bitching my dear..... (haha) I am forever in awe of you mother's and father's out there of young children. I can't even take care of me, let alone a child. I am so amazed at the bravery, strength and the very willingness to go beyond what I KNOW is already going on tomorrow's " spoons " . Not only do I have stills, but I grew up in a very disabled family. My Father was totally disabled with bipolar illness, and my Mother had a brain tumor removed in the late 60's when it was experimental surgery. My folks never were able to play with me, and at their best they watched me play alone. As a matter of fact, I never even thought about that until now. I really don't remember those times. I remember, with so much love, the times I was read to, when they reminisced with stars in their eyes, when they played games with me and let me think I was challenging them. What I hated was that they weren't able to be WITH me, even when they were right there sometimes. What I hated is when Mom or Dad did things they felt too ill to do but did anyway. It was usually something they were doing for us kids, and it was done thru indescribable pain. I saw that pain as anger for some reason. Maybe it's because I didn't routinely see those expressions and my folks never talked about it. So as a child, I always felt badly about those times, thinking it was my fault....... ......... hmmmmmmm I guess this trip into my past was only to say to you parents, just love them. Do the best you can and be honest. That's what any of us really want. But I'm not a parent, so what do I know In a message dated 4/1/2008 9:54:21 P.M. Eastern Daylight Time, kcbread3yahoo (DOT) com writes: Hi again- Gosh I am having alot of issues today. My husband is working late and I have nobody to talk to so I am turning to my Stilligan Family. Edited By Moderator ________________________________________________________________________________\ ____ You rock. That's why Blockbuster's offering you one month of Blockbuster Total Access, No Cost. http://tc.deals.yahoo.com/tc/blockbuster/text5.com Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 3, 2008 Report Share Posted April 3, 2008 dear Keri, You know what, it's really good that I remembered those childhood things. Your post and my memories got me thinking. I was talking to Al who's Dad had heart problems when he was young and died when Al was just 12. When either of us are feeling badly but we're just pushing on thru the pain, the other will inevitably ask... " are you mad at me? " We're not, but we still see that pained look as anger rather than pain and think the one in pain is angry. I guess no one wants to think that someone they love hurts, it's much easier to think they're mad at us. Anyway, of all the problems in the world, I guess that is one of the minor ones in my life.... Carole from South Florida In a message dated 4/2/2008 3:05:35 P.M. Eastern Standard Time, kcbread3@... writes: Carole- Thank you so much for responding. I am hoping that my son will remember all the quite time we spent together. All the PlayStation games we played, all the books we read, the laughs...etc. I am sorry that I brought back memories from your childhood. But it sounds like you had loving parents that tryed their best. Which is what I am doing, my best. Thanks again!! Love and Support, Keri in CA Re: Raising kids That's bitching???? You don't know from bitching my dear..... (haha) I am forever in awe of you mother's and father's out there of young children. I can't even take care of me, let alone a child. I am so amazed at the bravery, strength and the very willingness to go beyond what I KNOW is already going on tomorrow's " spoons " . Not only do I have stills, but I grew up in a very disabled family. My Father was totally disabled with bipolar illness, and my Mother had a brain tumor removed in the late 60's when it was experimental surgery. My folks never were able to play with me, and at their best they watched me play alone. As a matter of fact, I never even thought about that until now. I really don't remember those times. I remember, with so much love, the times I was read to, when they reminisced with stars in their eyes, when they played games with me and let me think I was challenging them. What I hated was that they weren't able to be WITH me, even when they were right there sometimes. What I hated is when Mom or Dad did things they felt too ill to do but did anyway. It was usually something they were doing for us kids, and it was done thru indescribable pain. I saw that pain as anger for some reason. Maybe it's because I didn't routinely see those expressions and my folks never talked about it. So as a child, I always felt badly about those times, thinking it was my fault....... ......... hmmmmmmm I guess this trip into my past was only to say to you parents, just love them. Do the best you can and be honest. That's what any of us really want. But I'm not a parent, so what do I know In a message dated 4/1/2008 9:54:21 P.M. Eastern Daylight Time, kcbread3yahoo (DOT) com writes: Hi again- Gosh I am having alot of issues today. My husband is working late and I have nobody to talk to so I am turning to my Stilligan Family. Edited By Moderator __________________________________________________________ You rock. That's why Blockbuster'You rock. That's why Blockbuster'<WBR>s offering you one month _http://tc.deals.http://tc.http://tc.dealshttp://tc_ (http://tc.deals.yahoo.com/tc/blockbuster/text5.com) [Non-text portions of this message have been removed] **************Planning your summer road trip? Check out AOL Travel Guides. (http://travel.aol.com/travel-guide/united-states?ncid=aoltrv00030000000016) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 3, 2008 Report Share Posted April 3, 2008 dear Keri, You know what, it's really good that I remembered those childhood things. Your post and my memories got me thinking. I was talking to Al who's Dad had heart problems when he was young and died when Al was just 12. When either of us are feeling badly but we're just pushing on thru the pain, the other will inevitably ask... " are you mad at me? " We're not, but we still see that pained look as anger rather than pain and think the one in pain is angry. I guess no one wants to think that someone they love hurts, it's much easier to think they're mad at us. Anyway, of all the problems in the world, I guess that is one of the minor ones in my life.... Carole from South Florida In a message dated 4/2/2008 3:05:35 P.M. Eastern Standard Time, kcbread3@... writes: Carole- Thank you so much for responding. I am hoping that my son will remember all the quite time we spent together. All the PlayStation games we played, all the books we read, the laughs...etc. I am sorry that I brought back memories from your childhood. But it sounds like you had loving parents that tryed their best. Which is what I am doing, my best. Thanks again!! Love and Support, Keri in CA Re: Raising kids That's bitching???? You don't know from bitching my dear..... (haha) I am forever in awe of you mother's and father's out there of young children. I can't even take care of me, let alone a child. I am so amazed at the bravery, strength and the very willingness to go beyond what I KNOW is already going on tomorrow's " spoons " . Not only do I have stills, but I grew up in a very disabled family. My Father was totally disabled with bipolar illness, and my Mother had a brain tumor removed in the late 60's when it was experimental surgery. My folks never were able to play with me, and at their best they watched me play alone. As a matter of fact, I never even thought about that until now. I really don't remember those times. I remember, with so much love, the times I was read to, when they reminisced with stars in their eyes, when they played games with me and let me think I was challenging them. What I hated was that they weren't able to be WITH me, even when they were right there sometimes. What I hated is when Mom or Dad did things they felt too ill to do but did anyway. It was usually something they were doing for us kids, and it was done thru indescribable pain. I saw that pain as anger for some reason. Maybe it's because I didn't routinely see those expressions and my folks never talked about it. So as a child, I always felt badly about those times, thinking it was my fault....... ......... hmmmmmmm I guess this trip into my past was only to say to you parents, just love them. Do the best you can and be honest. That's what any of us really want. But I'm not a parent, so what do I know In a message dated 4/1/2008 9:54:21 P.M. Eastern Daylight Time, kcbread3yahoo (DOT) com writes: Hi again- Gosh I am having alot of issues today. My husband is working late and I have nobody to talk to so I am turning to my Stilligan Family. Edited By Moderator __________________________________________________________ You rock. That's why Blockbuster'You rock. That's why Blockbuster'<WBR>s offering you one month _http://tc.deals.http://tc.http://tc.dealshttp://tc_ (http://tc.deals.yahoo.com/tc/blockbuster/text5.com) [Non-text portions of this message have been removed] **************Planning your summer road trip? Check out AOL Travel Guides. (http://travel.aol.com/travel-guide/united-states?ncid=aoltrv00030000000016) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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