tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7125354934408472049.post4846537231085347611..comments2024-02-20T00:10:20.214-06:00Comments on KatyDid Cancer: Day 280: Kiss to an AbsurdityUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7125354934408472049.post-17121883988436273722011-02-14T14:18:03.448-06:002011-02-14T14:18:03.448-06:00Though I read every blog, it was great seeing you ...Though I read every blog, it was great seeing you ***in person*** last week.<br /><br />Don't feel guilty about making Augie turn off the baby documentary. Part of our jobs as parents is to help these little guys learn about feelings, and there is a lot of strength in the messages we send them when we admit we are weak or that we have a need that outweighs theirs. It's okay. In fact, anything else would be a lie.<br /><br />Keep us posted on the pain in your spine and breast. And listen to Jennifer - take it easy on yourself.Juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15004173055166404126noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7125354934408472049.post-34096801791046731882011-02-11T02:55:16.228-06:002011-02-11T02:55:16.228-06:00Gabe, I must find a way to work "scabrous&quo...Gabe, I must find a way to work "scabrous" into casual conversation soon.<br /><br />Katy, these lines in your Chicago poem are so you:<br /><br />you could learn to<br />spectate anew<br />and be made better for it,<br />you could then remake<br />yourself continuously,<br />and choose, and choose<br />and always move on into<br />an infinite possibility<br />of destinations,<br /><br />They're so you in that they are in contrast to you, that Chicago you. Like Julie said about the 'finding yourself' quest you disdain--classic Katyism. (I must say, I was hoping for more explanation by the poem's end of why we choose Chicago, cuz I've got the fever too.)<br /><br />I'm almost relieved to hear about your recent depression, and I can't explain why. Maybe it shows an unwrapping of your mind after such continuous stress. I don't know. Maybe I just enjoy the humanness of my friend in the face of the unacceptable and unthinkable--yeah, the death traveling companion but also the mammogram decision-making and getting overwhelmed with normal stuff and no vacation--all of it. I've got a mean voice inside my head that gets me down more often than I care to admit too, and so, I say to you what I tell myself: be gentle with your self, be gentle on yourself, be gentle to yourself.Jennifer Hillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17916821571244626445noreply@blogger.com