tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1391724559179617204.post3897235607116516666..comments2024-01-26T14:28:14.820-05:00Comments on dirt and rocks: On LoveBrigindohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05499279435958916161noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1391724559179617204.post-18617469921981782942008-07-15T09:40:00.000-04:002008-07-15T09:40:00.000-04:00wow brig - that was poignant.i'm not really sure i...wow brig - that was poignant.<BR/>i'm not really sure i can say who taught me to love without some long and in depth thought, but i will think on it. i can say i had a very tumultuous (sp?) relationship with my mom when growing up and i don't feel that i learned love from her. that was hard to say, but i just dont think i did. she was not nurturing (she was an alcoholic). i had to have learned it somewhere though cause I am a nurturer and i do love. hmmmm. its definitely something to ponder. <BR/><BR/>glad b is home and i promise that although it will be hard when Boy leaves, it does get better. cross my heart promise. :)Debzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06782022114303206069noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1391724559179617204.post-27218416479580676502008-07-14T09:27:00.000-04:002008-07-14T09:27:00.000-04:00This is an awesome topic. I used to think my pare...This is an awesome topic. I used to think my parents taught me how to love "with strings." And my grandmother taught me how to love unconditionally. But now I think it's just the child/parent relationship that biased me to think that way. I always felt deep love from my parents, but it was different. I felt like I was a disappointment to them. (Not now, thankfully). <BR/><BR/>I've heard that it's easier to be a grandmother, but I don't know. Maybe it was easier for her to think I was perfect and beautiful, because she didn't have to put up with my silly crap every day.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1391724559179617204.post-35375556392833699392008-07-12T13:39:00.000-04:002008-07-12T13:39:00.000-04:00Awww....this story made me smile!I think that my p...Awww....this story made me smile!<BR/><BR/>I think that my parents taught me how to be loved...they have always done it unconditionally. And of course my husband followed up with a few lesssons of his own.<BR/><BR/>I thought I knew how to love a long time ago, but don't think I really 'got it' until three years ago. Sad, I wasted 29 years of my life 'fronting'! <BR/><BR/>I can't wait to experience the love of a child though...I am sure it will be mind-blowing!<BR/><BR/>And Boy is going to miss you just as much as you miss him already!Miss Feistyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14752829204422152832noreply@blogger.com