tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180784653365175219.post8801834395387821918..comments2011-11-14T11:58:59.442-05:00Comments on My 2¾'s: "Someone Help Me Off Of The Ground," Or, "When I Was A Boy, Everything Was Right"Alex and Alexahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10645304082657720614noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180784653365175219.post-48012508695458707652008-07-27T17:59:00.000-04:002008-07-27T17:59:00.000-04:00I just read the squalus comment and I couldn't dis...I just read the squalus comment and I couldn't disagree more. <BR/><BR/>Withholding information from those who are crucial parts of your life will only bring you grief. Timing, however, is the key. I believe that you did the right thing. <BR/><BR/>Even if they don't agree with your choices, at least they will know what is going on. NOT telling them adds disappointment. <BR/><BR/>As for head games, I would expect that you would have developed a little resistance to that by now. Constant vigilance. <BR/><BR/>Sorry that this came so late...if anyone even sees it since it's an old posting.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180784653365175219.post-36388474239285779602008-07-23T13:12:00.000-04:002008-07-23T13:12:00.000-04:00When I saw in your update a couple of weeks ago th...When I saw in your update a couple of weeks ago that you were planning on telling Joyce & Eric Sr. - I knew it was a mistake. But, it was your mistake to make or not.<BR/><BR/>My suggestion for you, Shelley, Eric Jr. and Maddie would be to put "Mommie" on a strictly "need to know" basis for all personal information. The less she knows-the less effect she can have on you.<BR/><BR/>I hope all goes well for you. Don't be surprised by the headgames that are sure to follow. <BR/><BR/>Stay tough.<BR/><BR/>The SqualusSqualus Maximushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18268380826187604630noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180784653365175219.post-46749527875479846022008-07-22T22:05:00.000-04:002008-07-22T22:05:00.000-04:00I know it hurts, my heart literally dropped when I...I know it hurts, my heart literally dropped when I sat there listening to babble (actually I was pacing around the room). While I didn't want to tell you some of the things she told me, I knew I had to. Although, a part of me really wishes I hadn't.<BR/><BR/>It is like the Emily Dickenson poem:<BR/>Tell all the Truth but tell it slant —<BR/>Success in Circuit lies<BR/>Too bright for our infirm Delight<BR/>The Truth's superb surprise<BR/>As Lightning to the Children eased<BR/>With explanation kind<BR/>The Truth must dazzle gradually<BR/>Or every man be blind —<BR/><BR/>Your mom must have never read this good piece of advise.<BR/><BR/>That song was beautiful.<BR/><BR/>And I would NEVER be like your mother. I mean, I don't think I could even if I TRIED. Which I will never do...I PROMISe.<BR/><BR/><BR/>Peace.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180784653365175219.post-39907582156005506442008-07-22T18:24:00.000-04:002008-07-22T18:24:00.000-04:00Too much to write. I'll be in Bloomington Friday ...Too much to write. <BR/> I'll be in Bloomington Friday for lunch with a friend if you have any time in the afternoon or evening.<BR/>In the mean time you will be in my prayers.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com