Comments on: Opening, closure

By: Lisa Sigler

Lisa Sigler — Fri, 09 Jan 2009 14:52:14 +0000

ohhh Jenn…..hon….sorry I’ve been out of touch but it seems you and I are going through parallel things my dear. There has been a “split” in my life as well. We need to email, visit, comment, somthing. I have so missed keeping up with your blog but life has consumed me for months. I know you know the feeling.

I attached my new blog link so feel free. I love you girl. You can do this.

By: amanda

amanda — Fri, 02 Jan 2009 18:25:08 +0000

I’ve always thought that people who opened presents slowly, taking care not to rip the paper, were not actually getting the present. They weren’t celebrating the devouring of an experience— rip open the paper, toss the ribbons and bits where you may, welcome the gift with fanfare and passion. Divorce is a bitch, no two ways about it, but my how you did get to rip open the present and sprinkle ribbons and glimmery paper all about your life.

By: Anne

Anne — Thu, 01 Jan 2009 22:12:10 +0000

I wish you a magic ribbon, that binds everything together and makes it bearable. Your girls are so lucky, you know.

By: Barb

Barb — Wed, 31 Dec 2008 20:49:23 +0000

It seems that SPOT missed out on a lovely meal.

By: nono

nono — Wed, 31 Dec 2008 17:52:39 +0000

Wishing you and yours a wonderful 2009. May it be full of strength, love, good health and peace for you and us all.

By: the Mater

the Mater — Wed, 31 Dec 2008 13:10:55 +0000

Hey Spot, the main course was roast beef, gravy, and mashed potatoes. Babci was in the kitchen cooking up huge portions of comfort food! Least I could do :>) Mommy chose the desserts; daddy roasted the squash; girls baked the crescent rolls. Everyone dug in!

Happy New Year to everyone! It is snowing once again. The iceman cometh but the plumber hath departed.

Thank you all for your love and support.

By: Mocha

Mocha — Wed, 31 Dec 2008 13:06:59 +0000

I do not possess that same grace when dealing with my soon-to-be-ex though I wish I did. That would be more painful but at least I’d feel like there had been something there and not like I went through a voided era.

I think your security code says “hussie”. Is that just for me? How quaint.

By: pogonip

pogonip — Wed, 31 Dec 2008 00:57:02 +0000

I say wallow, just wallow, in the crumpled paper and warm squash and familiar masculine hands and squeals of holiday joy. Christmas is that Dickensian best-of-times/worst-of-times and a God-given excuse for excess, Jenn. It’s your ability to love so deeply (gift or curse?) that graces your exceptional writing and makes us love you in turn. Giant Hugs!

By: Mrs. Flinger

Mrs. Flinger — Tue, 30 Dec 2008 21:30:57 +0000

Much love. XOXO

By: Amy D

Amy D — Tue, 30 Dec 2008 16:57:08 +0000

Though I’ve never been divorced myself, my parents divorced when we were 5 and 3 and they couldn’t even be in the same room as each other! You sound like wonderful, nurturing parents and your girls are so very lucky…Take care of yourself.