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I had a terrible day yesterday. A friendship I had, or thought I had,
blew up in my face in a torrent of misunderstandings and angry words. I
spent the remainder of the day depressed and withdrawn, and I went to bed
with a screaming headache.

I slept fitfully, with the words of the argument still echoing in my head.
I just couldn't let it go. Also restless last night was my three-year-old
daughter, Kayla, who was sleeping with us in our bed. Kayla tossed and
turned, mumbled in her sleep, and kept kicking me in the back. I finally
coaxed her into the crook of my arm, where she relaxed at last as we were
pressed heart to heart. She reached up and patted my cheek, and whispered
"Mama" into the darkness. She slept blissfully for the rest of the night.

How grateful I am for the shelter of my family, and for a lifestyle that
allows us both quality and quantity time. Friendships may come and go, but
family is the rock upon which my heart clings. Last night I lay holding
Kayla for a long time, blanketed in an overwhelming love. And at last, I
slept.

All is well,
Carol


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Backstrom kelli

that made me cry:) It is true, I feel so blessed everyday that I spend with my family!
sognokids@... wrote: I had a terrible day yesterday. A friendship I had, or thought I had,
blew up in my face in a torrent of misunderstandings and angry words. I
spent the remainder of the day depressed and withdrawn, and I went to bed
with a screaming headache.

I slept fitfully, with the words of the argument still echoing in my head.
I just couldn't let it go. Also restless last night was my three-year-old
daughter, Kayla, who was sleeping with us in our bed. Kayla tossed and
turned, mumbled in her sleep, and kept kicking me in the back. I finally
coaxed her into the crook of my arm, where she relaxed at last as we were
pressed heart to heart. She reached up and patted my cheek, and whispered
"Mama" into the darkness. She slept blissfully for the rest of the night.

How grateful I am for the shelter of my family, and for a lifestyle that
allows us both quality and quantity time. Friendships may come and go, but
family is the rock upon which my heart clings. Last night I lay holding
Kayla for a long time, blanketed in an overwhelming love. And at last, I
slept.

All is well,
Carol


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Lucie Caunter

So great and so true. Thanks for sharing. Lucie

sognokids@... wrote:

> I had a terrible day yesterday. A friendship I had, or thought I had,
>blew up in my face in a torrent of misunderstandings and angry words. I
>spent the remainder of the day depressed and withdrawn, and I went to bed
>with a screaming headache.
>
> I slept fitfully, with the words of the argument still echoing in my head.
> I just couldn't let it go. Also restless last night was my three-year-old
>daughter, Kayla, who was sleeping with us in our bed. Kayla tossed and
>turned, mumbled in her sleep, and kept kicking me in the back. I finally
>coaxed her into the crook of my arm, where she relaxed at last as we were
>pressed heart to heart. She reached up and patted my cheek, and whispered
>"Mama" into the darkness. She slept blissfully for the rest of the night.
>
> How grateful I am for the shelter of my family, and for a lifestyle that
>allows us both quality and quantity time. Friendships may come and go, but
>family is the rock upon which my heart clings. Last night I lay holding
>Kayla for a long time, blanketed in an overwhelming love. And at last, I
>slept.
>
>All is well,
>Carol
>
>
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In a message dated 3/13/03 8:23:21 AM, sognokids@... writes:

<< I had a terrible day yesterday. A friendship I had, or thought I had,
blew up in my face in a torrent of misunderstandings and angry words. >>

I hope it wasn't about unschooling.

There are friends I have now with whom, in the past (mostly way past, when we
were younger and more volatile) we had huge disagreements. My friend Frank
didn't communicate with me for eight years or more. But he came back and
apologized. My friend Jeff and I had such an argument once that his wife
called my husband to see if they could figure out a way to get us to make
peace. I play music with him and some others every Monday night.

There are others with whom I had arguments and thought later "Well! I had no
idea such pigheadedness and dishonesty were living so close to my family.
Good riddance."

So that might not be at all comforting, but might be company to misery.

Sandra

zenmomma *

>>How grateful I am for the shelter of my family, and for a lifestyle that
>>allows us both quality and quantity time. Friendships may come and go,
>>but family is the rock upon which my heart clings. Last night I lay
>>holding Kayla for a long time, blanketed in an overwhelming love. And at
>>last, I slept.
>
>All is well,
>Carol>>

Your whole post was so beautiful Carol. This last part is poetic and just
brought tears to my eyes. Thank you for sharing. (And for putting Bob
Dylan's song "Shelter From The Storm" in my head. :o))

Life is good.
~Mary

"The miracle is not to walk on water. The miracle is to walk on the green
earth, dwelling deeply in the present moment and feeling truly alive."

~ Thich Nhat Hanh






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on 3/13/03 10:28 AM, Backstrom kelli at kellibac@... wrote:

> that made me cry

Me too, as this exact thing happened to me, right down sleeping next to my
kids. It's called "drawing strength." Thanks for sharing this with us.

Stephanie Elms

That was beautiful Carol. Thanks for the reminder...

Stephanie E.

> How grateful I am for the shelter of my family, and for a
> lifestyle that
> allows us both quality and quantity time. Friendships may
> come and go, but
> family is the rock upon which my heart clings. Last night I
> lay holding
> Kayla for a long time, blanketed in an overwhelming love.
> And at last, I
> slept.