tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post1621063081053960377..comments2023-12-27T08:47:46.468-05:00Comments on Irish Gumbo: Love Breaks StoneIrish Gumbohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07386134334156997186noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-48115752903609110172011-06-13T21:50:23.215-04:002011-06-13T21:50:23.215-04:00Oh...every time I read of this I feel hollow. An...Oh...every time I read of this I feel hollow. And I look back on my experiences and know how very blessed I am. Just as you are with the Wee Lass. I wish I had words for you.<br /><br />But this: "Sometimes, I think it is more scar than heart." Perhaps a heart can be so constructed...but I also believe the heart regenerates and leaves you with infinite potential for love.Lesliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13151264293573254738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-1907132218562095002011-04-08T23:43:55.063-04:002011-04-08T23:43:55.063-04:00thank you for this epically eloquent answer to my ...thank you for this epically eloquent answer to my question, Irish. Cracked open, indeed. You have been split every which way; in ways I cannot imagine. How does one begin to hope again after the death of children? And now your wee lass says, loudly and clearly, YES to life and love.<br /><br />I lost a nephew, born prematurely, lived a week, many many years ago. It was almost unbearable...Taradharmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17665801586196931603noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-62060071202868722172011-04-08T22:16:42.672-04:002011-04-08T22:16:42.672-04:00Bravo, Irish, bravo !Bravo, Irish, bravo !Notes From ABroadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12202279303962539035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-18642684683558046622011-04-08T21:08:06.643-04:002011-04-08T21:08:06.643-04:00Sup, Gumbo?
I was looking at birth day vids of my...Sup, Gumbo? <br />I was looking at birth day vids of my two critters this afternoon. What a perfect time to read this post. I'm newer to 'yer blog, so the news of your twins,...well....no blog comment can convey anything. So just know my thoughts go your way beyond that. <br />Love cracked open in me too. We had around 13 nieces and nephews before our first, and I thought I knew what love was. Between my wife and my favorite niece, I really thought I had it covered. Entry my 'lil gal, and that was left WAY behind. <br />Thanks for the post. Perfectly timed in my crazy life. Keep on lovin' Gumbo. <br /><br />Jason<br /><a href="http://thecheekydaddy.blogspot.com" rel="nofollow">The Cheeky Daddy</a>Jasonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15762299934541170116noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-40134387881551516462011-04-08T20:06:27.447-04:002011-04-08T20:06:27.447-04:00Like Pseudo said, what can you even say about some...Like Pseudo said, what can you even say about something like that?Captain Dumbasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02214826608461609241noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-16064665613930743572011-04-08T18:46:42.446-04:002011-04-08T18:46:42.446-04:00i think as much love as is pouring out of you, the...i think as much love as is pouring out of you, there will still be more to come..you love so fiercely and ferociously, as if it might be taken away, and now I understand a little better as to why...don't grip onto it so tightly IG...it is there and it is real and it will not slip away, so relax into it and let it carry YOUSSPhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01358246374080080885noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-31834707113626363432011-04-08T10:41:13.426-04:002011-04-08T10:41:13.426-04:00You weave such an emotional blanket of joy and hea...You weave such an emotional blanket of joy and heartbreak that covers your readers with warmth.<br /><br />You have such a gift, my friend.shabby girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12340974325967555770noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-48344911821167900762011-04-08T07:44:42.374-04:002011-04-08T07:44:42.374-04:00downright beautiful...
and about those scattered ...downright beautiful...<br /><br />and about those scattered heart bits...<br />maybe a piece or two stitch their way, in repair, of another heart.<br />you just never know. :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05088944123595868347noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-83538915195446686692011-04-08T00:26:10.525-04:002011-04-08T00:26:10.525-04:00What can one say about such a lovely piece of writ...What can one say about such a lovely piece of writing, no, more than writing, a glimpse into the simultaneous utter pan and joy that is love and heart.<br /><br />"It broke my heart wide open, scattered it in quantam bits across the universe, and then hinted that those bits would slowly find their way back to one another" <br /><br />Still sniffling over that Irish. It is like you are writing about my unbloggable for me.Pseudohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10430783970802030846noreply@blogger.com