tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2071839274179654926.post5168349414583820914..comments2023-04-28T02:42:49.338-07:00Comments on Words Paint: Dear GrandmaPeacefulBirdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09115778928757133796noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2071839274179654926.post-89062426457056448282010-05-18T22:20:10.082-07:002010-05-18T22:20:10.082-07:00Wow Robin, This is a powerful letter. I am so gla...Wow Robin, This is a powerful letter. I am so glad to head off to bed thinking about Dede in a different way than I have ever thought of her before. It feels like you just took a giant step towards peace & joy in your life. I love you so and I feel like the work you are doing on yourself, is helping me.Lizhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03529148230222445881noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2071839274179654926.post-49139916641571904432010-05-17T23:13:49.657-07:002010-05-17T23:13:49.657-07:00PeacefulBird, these thoughts to your grandmother a...PeacefulBird, these thoughts to your grandmother are so moving. Sometimes it's a long journey before we are able to fully recognize another's efforts for what they truly were - for THEM - to US. You have encouraged me to think more about that...<br /><br />And to Karen ~ yes, the power of words...most appreciated.Sweetpeahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08000313813136860758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2071839274179654926.post-10845439473211595122010-05-17T17:40:47.675-07:002010-05-17T17:40:47.675-07:00I can follow my eating roots to my grandma and my ...I can follow my eating roots to my grandma and my mom. Overweight Grandma overfed; Skinny Mom criticized, bribed, and begged me to lose weight. Ping-ponged between the two of them because we all lived in the same house. Many, many issues.<br /><br />Bad behaviors, but they didn't know better. No Dr. Phil in those days. No one knew what an eating disorder was.<br /><br />Nothing left to do but forgive them. Can't change what happened.... <br /><br />Nice letter. Very poignant. Glad you arrived there.Genie @ Diet of 51https://www.blogger.com/profile/12666514999795984295noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2071839274179654926.post-31505323411142903132010-05-17T12:43:52.214-07:002010-05-17T12:43:52.214-07:00To Karen ~ Yes, and even greater than the power of...To Karen ~ Yes, and even greater than the power of words is the power of listening. That is what we do for each other. We listen. We hear. We witness. Yes, I agree that Dede may have been "finding her own comfort in telling me not to cry." I've always thought that was selfish of her. But now I see it as a natural yet sad outcome of the circumstances we were in at the time and probably as an integral component of her personality and upbringing. Thanks, always, for listening!PeacefulBirdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09115778928757133796noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2071839274179654926.post-18470783098010585472010-05-17T10:40:01.492-07:002010-05-17T10:40:01.492-07:00This is beautiful, but sad and haunting as well. ...This is beautiful, but sad and haunting as well. And I want to hug the you who lost her father at such a young age and who felt so affected by it and unloved. I think you could be very much on track with your new way of looking at how your grandmother was with you back then. And one more piece of it... maybe she was finding her own comfort in telling you not to cry. Trying to keep from doing so herself. In the natural order of things mothers don't lose their children. <br /><br />I am amazed at the power of words. That my words could touch you in such a way. That your words could have so much meaning to you... and that I could also be so touched by them. Thank you for sharing this letter.Karen@WaistingTimehttp://www.waistingtimeblog.comnoreply@blogger.com