tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684408.post7415090854037516044..comments2023-05-18T08:06:38.005-07:00Comments on The NEW Old Musings: #Reverb13: Day 4 -- Grief and do-oversBethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07946709925967078983noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684408.post-81543309715021732072013-12-06T14:10:16.713-08:002013-12-06T14:10:16.713-08:00Oh Beth. That must be one of the hardest things to...Oh Beth. That must be one of the hardest things to witness: the consequences of unwise choices of our children.<br />My thoughts are with you, and your daughter. xxKat McNallyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17997968725871547805noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684408.post-27318553423059769112013-12-05T23:01:12.568-08:002013-12-05T23:01:12.568-08:00Ah, yes, and once again you have written the words...Ah, yes, and once again you have written the words that I so often have tried to cobble together in my own mind. Words that I just try to find to describe my grief for the daughter in my life. Her choices have found their way into my own. I have wanted to hold her and tell her how much she is loved, but I cannot, I am not allowed in. The pain of acceptance is never easy, nor gone, it just is. So, I keep my life moving on; hope for renewal cannot be taken away. And I do not believe that all we see in the lives of those 'others' who seem to have happy, fulfilled families of children is untouched. Every human relationship is touched, good or bad, but never perfect. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05330749030797943790noreply@blogger.com