tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7507051756134115711.post1178406630939034976..comments2024-01-21T03:30:35.366-05:00Comments on Standing Outside Looking In: Grandparent Love; An answer for Modern Day RedneckStephenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09752401490789789451noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7507051756134115711.post-60085213154080652152011-08-03T08:37:47.969-04:002011-08-03T08:37:47.969-04:00SciFiChick, again, thank you very much. You're...SciFiChick, again, thank you very much. You're a sweet lady.<br /><br />Stassja, thank you. I'm the one that is lucky to have my Sweet Wife and Little Bit. Hope you are well.Stephenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09752401490789789451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7507051756134115711.post-78647389729619747382011-08-02T21:40:40.552-04:002011-08-02T21:40:40.552-04:00oh jeesh Stephen...you already know how i feel abo...oh jeesh Stephen...you already know how i feel about this post...i feel so much that i won't do a regular rambling comment...oh...sigh...i cannot add to what your beautiful readers have already said...all i can say is that Little Bit is sooo lucky to have you and your Sweet Wife...and my wish for the world is that everyone have a "granddaddy" like you...we could save the world, Stephen...thank you so much for this!<br /><br />your friend always,<br />stassjaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7507051756134115711.post-44185040957595620882011-08-02T19:36:39.210-04:002011-08-02T19:36:39.210-04:00For someone who professes not to be a writer, you ...For someone who professes not to be a writer, you have a wonderful "turn on words" and write from your heart. My grandmother was and still is the one person in my life that has truly loved me without reservations. I won't go into it here, but I would not be who I am now if not for her and my grandfather. I'm wiping tears away as I type this....<br />I think I'll give her a call tonight... you know... just to say I Love YouAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01666836930255009486noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7507051756134115711.post-3956664794807526582011-07-31T18:38:37.532-04:002011-07-31T18:38:37.532-04:00Arsenius, well said, and neither can I.
MDR, than...Arsenius, well said, and neither can I.<br /><br />MDR, thank you for the kind words. You're more than welcome.Stephenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09752401490789789451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7507051756134115711.post-36656007699688683042011-07-30T16:20:52.873-04:002011-07-30T16:20:52.873-04:00Stephen, what words could I say or add to a heartf...Stephen, what words could I say or add to a heartfelt answer given with such eloquence? You my friend answered my question beyond any expectation I might have had. You underestimate yourself as a writer and please take the credit because credit is due. I long to write with such clear and vibrant understanding as you.<br /><br />As I have mentioned, I am not blessed with grandchildren just yet. I have been taught by great examples from my parents and the love they have shown for my children. <br />Being a father of three older girls I do know the difference between being a father and being a daddy. I hope in the future I will find and learn the difference between a grandparent and a papaw. <br />Thank you for your answer.Modern Day Redneckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17682843961510053146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7507051756134115711.post-85516775422560718302011-07-30T13:49:51.754-04:002011-07-30T13:49:51.754-04:00Our families are our primary motivation for contin...Our families are our primary motivation for continuing to slog through some very tough times. If it weren't for my kids, I'd have said to hell with and moved to an apartment a long time ago. You have to have a reason to put up with life today, in all it's unpleasantness, and I can't think of a better one than family.Arsenius the Hermithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08849281122788247240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7507051756134115711.post-64152561879732444372011-07-30T07:26:08.737-04:002011-07-30T07:26:08.737-04:00Beth, thank you too. This is a simple answer from ...Beth, thank you too. This is a simple answer from the heart to a friend. I'm glad you enjoyed it but still feel I lack the talent and skills as such as you.Stephenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09752401490789789451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7507051756134115711.post-12699395331169641202011-07-30T07:21:59.498-04:002011-07-30T07:21:59.498-04:00HillBilly, one tough old bird to another, thank yo...HillBilly, one tough old bird to another, thank you.Stephenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09752401490789789451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7507051756134115711.post-89757883051180241882011-07-29T21:59:57.511-04:002011-07-29T21:59:57.511-04:00True writers write from the heart, touch the emoti...True writers write from the heart, touch the emotions of their readers, and express what so many feel but are unable to express in words. Don't sell yourself short...you are indeed a writer. I read your description of a grandparent's love aloud to my husband today. Our granddaughter had spent Thursday night and all day today with us and had just left to go home with her mommy and daddy. I choked up so many times and hubby smiled through his tears, "He really does get it, doesn't he?" Yes, you ARE a writer.Bethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7507051756134115711.post-22282321207527963892011-07-29T19:52:14.627-04:002011-07-29T19:52:14.627-04:00Thanks, Stephen. As a Dad you have re-opened my ey...Thanks, Stephen. As a Dad you have re-opened my eyes a little. Once again, you almost got me choked up. Good stuff you tough old bird.<br /><br />HillbillyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7507051756134115711.post-22965030917289641492011-07-29T17:27:59.011-04:002011-07-29T17:27:59.011-04:00Thank you. Hubby and I both had some rough patches...Thank you. Hubby and I both had some rough patches but we think they taught us what we want and don't want for our girls and our marriage and we are very blessed. No regrets because those moments led us to this place and this place is very sweet. We are actually accused of spending to much time together to the exclusion of others, lol. Oh well. We are happy!Kimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12764424023850012841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7507051756134115711.post-60604321761615290762011-07-29T17:12:29.290-04:002011-07-29T17:12:29.290-04:00Lila, I understand and am so very sorry. With the ...Lila, I understand and am so very sorry. With the insight you have and the life you were forced to live without the proper love and attention as a child, I know, will make you a stronger and I'm sure a more attentive parent and grandmother. God bless you.Stephenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09752401490789789451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7507051756134115711.post-68071236185310088062011-07-29T16:20:38.460-04:002011-07-29T16:20:38.460-04:00I wish so very much that every grandparent felt th...I wish so very much that every grandparent felt this or at least the ones in the lives of my girls. Your words brought tears to my eyes. I don't go into depth on my blog on the off chance my father reads it and we are in a very delicate place but he and I are like water and oil. We always have been. I was the quiet reader. The child who just wanted to be loved. My mother was a druggie. They divorced not long after my brother was born. So at the age of 5 and even before I was mom. I was wife. He hired a nanny and he made sure we were fed and bathed but when it came to love I provided for my brother and no one provided for me. Once I was old enough to be the babysitter it fell to me. I watched him. I got us up and off to school on time. I fed us. I cleaned the house. There has always been a vast difference in the way my brother and I were treated. I worked at 16, graduated early, only was given his signature for a car but I paid for it myself. If I needed money it was a loan to be repaid with interest. My brother didn't get his first job until 19. A car was bought for him, money given to him anytime he asks. He can do no wrong. He has multiple arrests and works as a clerk in the electronics department and still he is closer to my dad than I. That has always hurt me. I wish I had been lucky enough to have a relationship in my life like the one you describe. My grandparents tried and they loved me but my father came by his lack of emotional connection honestly. So as a woman who knows how it feels to be the forgotten child I say thank you!!! You are wonderful. It is because of you that your sweet grandbaby will know love and confidence and hope. I missed out on those things until I met my husband.Kimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12764424023850012841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7507051756134115711.post-89288934858644830242011-07-29T16:17:11.524-04:002011-07-29T16:17:11.524-04:00Thank you, Kellie.Thank you, Kellie.Stephenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09752401490789789451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7507051756134115711.post-129722024522802762011-07-29T16:07:00.509-04:002011-07-29T16:07:00.509-04:00that was just purely beautiful and as a gramma, I ...that was just purely beautiful and as a gramma, I can confirm very true! blessingsKelliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18097359543490900341noreply@blogger.com