tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722282603037162413.post3138233962768133345..comments2023-05-10T10:27:37.644-05:00Comments on Such A Pretty Bubble: The FireCharlottehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13978540582978450208noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722282603037162413.post-67160989405901280342014-03-11T00:55:25.789-05:002014-03-11T00:55:25.789-05:00First of all, a big hurray for you and how you are...First of all, a big hurray for you and how you are lovingly displaying these cherished items! That is a big step towards healing; a step I haven't been able to make yet- united in prayer! Thanks for sharing and inspiring. -Faith Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722282603037162413.post-88000644155767928712014-03-03T13:23:03.329-06:002014-03-03T13:23:03.329-06:00My aunts fought for years over their sister's ...My aunts fought for years over their sister's possessions when she passed away, and it wasn't for sentimental reasons. I'm going to guess those who are calling you materialistic for being upset over the things you've lost haven't seen their own parents' possessions incinerated within months of their deaths. I think most people harbor the delusion that they wouldn't care so much about *things* when put into a similar situation, but you'd hope that they'd at least have the good sense to shut their mouths about it when someone else is actually dealing with it. <br /><br />What an intense year you've had. Keep writing! I'm mostly just so glad for you sake that you got to move to a new city. ettelochttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13651585757080469688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722282603037162413.post-72871827341400144442014-02-26T16:29:16.235-06:002014-02-26T16:29:16.235-06:00Oh, wow. Sending hugs. No, it's not material...Oh, wow. Sending hugs. No, it's not materialistic to want things from one's roots. We lost some of those things in my nomadic childhood (my mother used to quip that three moves are as good as a fire, but I know she had things destroyed or stolen that had belonged to her parents, and it was never pleasant). Still not as devastating as losing your family home and so many of the things that tie you to long-gone ancestors.<br /><br />When my girls were little, I bought them a doll at an antique store that was a doll I had owned as a child (circa 1975, maybe, so not really an "antique"). I don't think my original doll survived in one piece, what with the moves and four sisters. :) But I still wanted them to have it. All I can say is, if in your antique store browsings you come upon something that is just like something you lost, and you want it, go ahead and pick it up (assuming we're not talking something so $$$ that it's impossible, of course). I found that it didn't matter much to me that the doll I bought wasn't my exact doll I had played with (which probably wasn't in nearly as good shape as the one I found) as it was that my girls got to enjoy one of my favorite toys from that era--and you may find yourself feeling much the same way about the occasional replacement item, which, again, is NOT materialism.Erin Manninghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01321137500437209970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722282603037162413.post-61079330963772874592014-02-26T14:40:46.254-06:002014-02-26T14:40:46.254-06:00Judging from the pics you included, I think your k...Judging from the pics you included, I think your knack for finding beautiful things must have been inherited. I always enjoy your Cecilia's stash items. <br /> I am so sorry for the clueless comments from people. What is there to say, other than some people truly are clueless! My mom is from Wisconsin, and I think the Midwestern 'way' is pretty brutal sometimes.<br /><br />Happy to hear you are homeschooling. We need a photo to make sure you aren't wearing a denim dress. (It's a joke,people)<br />ZbarzonaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722282603037162413.post-67087358349435752532014-02-26T09:40:15.138-06:002014-02-26T09:40:15.138-06:00This post moved me beyond words. You've been t...This post moved me beyond words. You've been through hell, to say the least. I'm so glad you were able to retrieve some of your mom's items, and the fact that you literally risked your safety to do so makes them all the more precious. <br />-caroline<br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722282603037162413.post-4032800280857547452014-02-25T20:35:20.608-06:002014-02-25T20:35:20.608-06:00Oh my goodness, how sad. I don't think it'...Oh my goodness, how sad. I don't think it's materialistic to want those precious items. I remember going through my father's apartment...I only took about a duffle bag of things but they are all so precious to me. Maybe I will take pictures of them in case anything should happen to them (especially the pictures). Glad to see you are back blogging, I've always enjoyed your blog. CatladyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722282603037162413.post-3507159329788618842014-02-25T18:32:48.243-06:002014-02-25T18:32:48.243-06:00Wow I'm speechless. Praying for you every day...Wow I'm speechless. Praying for you every day. A few reminders here and there of your mother must be such consolation. I watched the video that you put together and she was so beautiful - so chic and that smile! JMBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02542004362101344466noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722282603037162413.post-42497479053343638642014-02-24T22:14:55.759-06:002014-02-24T22:14:55.759-06:00I'm so amazed at how you could salvage anythin...I'm so amazed at how you could salvage anything from your mother's house, given how bad a fire it was. That candelabra! I wish you the best...and as always, look forward to your musings and thoughts on your blog.Amy Rnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722282603037162413.post-89773293654035589472014-02-24T20:40:43.504-06:002014-02-24T20:40:43.504-06:00Sorry that people told you that you were too hung ...Sorry that people told you that you were too hung up on " things." I see that as almost a form of bullying. People do not have to tell you how to feel. Sometimes we do need reality checks but that should only come from true love (and 99% of the time, it isn't coming from love) or from someone who is truly detached and objective like a therapist. <br />Annanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722282603037162413.post-32250251704255551162014-02-24T16:34:18.176-06:002014-02-24T16:34:18.176-06:00As someone who has been through grief, I find that...As someone who has been through grief, I find that people don't want to ask too many questions, or bring these tragedies up because they think it might make you sad, or even cry. They don't know that you are carrying this around with you in your heart, mind, and soul all the time, and that they aren't "reminding" you of anything. And it is good to cry, even though it makes others uncomfortable. The friends I appreciated most in my time of deepest sorrow were those who risked my tears, and brought up my son's name often, and brought up memories and shared them with me. Hugs and love to you, I hope you have someone close to you that can share your tears, and who will listen to your stories as many times as you need to share them. guilinger2https://www.blogger.com/profile/02739878492337566462noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722282603037162413.post-23309365181725924532014-02-24T16:22:43.545-06:002014-02-24T16:22:43.545-06:00Heart wrenching! I really feel for you, Char. Im...Heart wrenching! I really feel for you, Char. Imagining what that would feel like, I understand how MANY "things" are touchstones to loved ones....legacies. I am glad to hear that you have some items and that they infuse your home with your mother. Today so many of our photos can be stored online, I grieve with you that you have lost those archives.Allisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05423794317423373245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722282603037162413.post-47997384649781282812014-02-24T14:34:13.709-06:002014-02-24T14:34:13.709-06:00So sorry. I'd hate to think of that happening ...So sorry. I'd hate to think of that happening to my mother's house. What you did save is all beautiful and, hopefully, a comfort to you. Sorry also if this all sounds cliched!Amethyst Pimliconoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722282603037162413.post-58187646755883579282014-02-24T11:54:17.429-06:002014-02-24T11:54:17.429-06:00You've been on my mind very much and many pray...You've been on my mind very much and many prayers have gone up. Radio silence can be misinterpreted as not wanting people to intrude and also to not be seen as intruding. I think you know that but it doesn't stop the hurt. Getting it all out on "paper" is good. The enormity of the loss, of the multitude of losses so closely piled upon each other, needs to be acknowledged. You can't have your life poured into a blender set on high and ever come out the same.<br />-MaureenAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722282603037162413.post-33677492367461369332014-02-24T11:37:41.355-06:002014-02-24T11:37:41.355-06:00*hugs* I've been praying for you, Char. If you...*hugs* I've been praying for you, Char. If you were local, I'd offer to take you out to coffee so that you could talk, but since I can't, I'll just say, "I'm reading." Alicenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722282603037162413.post-14897763567019940552014-02-24T10:57:19.672-06:002014-02-24T10:57:19.672-06:00I would like to mention here that my writing this ...I would like to mention here that my writing this blog entry is a way I'm trying to deal with what happened and move on with life. Thanks in advance for the indulgence.Charlottehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13978540582978450208noreply@blogger.com