tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post114197334021532281..comments2023-10-18T04:52:43.144-04:00Comments on Autism's Edges: Out of the Blue, MaroonMothersVoxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02479178355207142195noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-1142111931186750102006-03-11T16:18:00.000-05:002006-03-11T16:18:00.000-05:00Thanks everyone. I am on the mend and appreciate ...Thanks everyone. I am on the mend and appreciate all of your comments and concern. <BR/><BR/>I have been thinking about the fact that I was hit by a messenger -- and have been trying to sort out what the message might be -- so as to avoid being hit over the head again!MothersVoxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02479178355207142195noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-1142049133616670012006-03-10T22:52:00.000-05:002006-03-10T22:52:00.000-05:00Sometimes it takes a moment of standing still to m...Sometimes it takes a moment of standing still to move forward again. <BR/>Great writing. I Hope you feel better soon.<BR/><BR/>Take Care,<BR/>KristinMom to Mr. Handsomehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03664592848896720811noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-1142021551020896952006-03-10T15:12:00.000-05:002006-03-10T15:12:00.000-05:00I can't tell you how glad I am to hear that you ca...I can't tell you how glad I am to hear that you came through with nothing more than bruises. I know that sounds callous to say that, but it could have been so much worse. What I meant was that I'm glad you are alright. It's funny the things that make us stop and appreciate all the little things that matter isn't it?Diamondhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15926527666727277020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-1142002999962432752006-03-10T10:03:00.000-05:002006-03-10T10:03:00.000-05:00Lovely post.I really hope you feel better soon. I ...Lovely post.<BR/><BR/>I really hope you feel better soon. I often think of the things that humble us, that give us a new appreciation for life, for people. There is lovliness in this hectic world. There is.Estee Klar-Wolfondhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04075904929829751057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-1141993945923772502006-03-10T07:32:00.000-05:002006-03-10T07:32:00.000-05:00Hope you are resting today, on a soft surface (tho...Hope you are resting today, on a soft surface (though probably without such a fine view). <BR/><BR/>I've been a runner since I was a teenager---cross country-er---I've been out every day for the past twenty-three years. <BR/><BR/>I'm nearer now to 40 than to 30 as I remarked on realizing that it has been 20 years since I first set foot on the college campus whose library I sequestered myself for kristinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01104388229716638534noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-1141986079042718432006-03-10T05:21:00.000-05:002006-03-10T05:21:00.000-05:00I found your story very moving. I understand so we...I found your story very moving. I understand so well the special care we feel we must take of ourselves knowing that our children rely on us. I can identify also with the knowledge that the younger me would have jumped up and out of the street. My husband was worrying recently that my son is spending so much time with me that he might be getting too attached and he wouldn’t cope if anything bad Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com