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Comment on grandfather by loftmom

loftmom — Fri, 20 Apr 2012 14:57:05 +0000

I have a very distinct memory of Dad selling a beautiful classic two-tone car–a Chevy, I believe. As I child, I was aware of a sense of sadness in him that he was letting go of something important.

Comment on Cognitive Dissonance by GingerMac

GingerMac — Wed, 08 Jun 2011 16:12:18 +0000

This is exactly what has been motivating my life for the past three years. Attempts to resolve cognitive dissonance.

Comment on dork sleep by rian_bean

rian_bean — Mon, 09 May 2011 08:04:10 +0000

Dear Sir,

The flashlight sits on the window sill because its SOLAR POWERED. If it sat in the closet, in the dark, it wouldn’t really be ready and useful in the case of an emergency, now would it? =)

Sincerely,

An ex/failed Emergency Preparedness Teacher.

Comment on stress by loftmom

loftmom — Mon, 04 Apr 2011 17:47:38 +0000

I know that it was hard to see your dad vomiting near the time of his death. It was hard for me and your Aunt Ethel, too. Try to remember, if you can, that those moments allowed for the last minutes when he was able to speak more clearly and share his love and thanks. And, in turn, hear how much we loved him. They say the last sense to leave is hearing. He was surrounded by love. You were surrounded by love. Your willingness to be present and “be present” was a wonderful gift.

Comment on split by adaenn

adaenn — Mon, 28 Mar 2011 09:41:40 +0000

no. it’s not a shame. it was incredibly reassuring for me when i finally felt that way… and just when i had gotten used to it, i found a partner, and found myself needing to adjust to that in ways i could never have imagined during all those years of waiting. it is good. i love you, btm! take care.

Comment on Obituary by Panda123

Panda123 — Tue, 22 Mar 2011 02:38:32 +0000

Barry was a fine man and a great pilot. He told a great story and was a dear friend. He will be greatly missed.-Heath

Comment on glad by loftmom

loftmom — Fri, 18 Mar 2011 02:37:38 +0000

M: Me, three.

Comment on failing by adaenn

adaenn — Wed, 16 Mar 2011 00:06:06 +0000

thinking of you. it sounds really hard. <3

Comment on here we go by btm

btm — Mon, 14 Mar 2011 19:53:34 +0000

I often think of myself as a ‘kid’ and rarely as a ‘man.’ The latter tends to be when I think of 401ks, insurance policies and career choices. Going out of adventures that don’t feel as if they would be part of a nine to five life, living spontaneously and without much regard for the long term make up kid life. ‘Boy’ is usually reserved for humor about immaturity or sex.

It does tend to be centered around lifestyle though, in the way I use the labels. Women talk about their nails and go to dinner parties where they drink wine and pretend to be more interesting and mature th an they are. Men join them, acting confidently suave so as to bed them.

And more, but that’s kind of funny. Sure, you can be a “free silly and creative” female and be called a woman. Or a girl. Or an airplane. Its all about the context of what those words mean to someone. I’m relatively indifferent to battles for winning back a word so that “women” can still be “silly.”

Comment on here we go by rian_bean

rian_bean — Sun, 13 Mar 2011 03:13:08 +0000

in re: women vs girls: just had a conversation about this, weirdly.

personally, I don’t think its as black and white as to be defined by lifestyle. That answer seems too easy, and there is no way that could apply blanket-statement-style to every woman in the “lifestyle” (I’m not even sure lifestyle could be applied to every woman, or person, in the “lifestyle”. whoa. like, deep.)

Think about it this way: when is the last time you felt like a “boy”? I know I haven’t thought of myself as a “girl” since I was prepubescent, but I rarely object to being called a girl- depends on whose doing the calling, and their intention behind it (it is super interesting to note when certain people refer to me as a girl versus when they refer to me as a woman, but that’s a whole other sociological experiment).

I think its perfectly reasonable to be a woman and still be silly and free and different and creative (the lifestyle?). I don’t think imagination, impulsiveness, independence, or what have you, is the province of childhood, or “girlhood” alone. Maybe adulthood is the balancing act of responsibility and ridiculousness.