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Hey you...

I was just stopping in to read your words again because I do not have time (kids and diabetes, to make a long story short) to return your call tonight.  But, I wanted to let you know somehow I got your voice mail message, and that as always, I love you. 

It's a crappy philosophy to hang your hat on sometimes, but everything happens for a reason.  It'll all work out.  At least, that's what they say.  And, if anyone can move past this it's you.

Will be in touch soon.

 you...

posted by RachelAnna on June 25, 2005 at 8:04 PM | link to this | reply

Temple,
I send you love and blessings, and pray that this pain shall pass quickly.

posted by Julia. on June 24, 2005 at 12:19 PM | link to this | reply

Temple,

?
 JJ

posted by Jack_Flash on June 24, 2005 at 3:39 AM | link to this | reply

Temple.... what to say? I wish I was there to give you a hug. Sometimes words, even for writers, are simply not adequate enough. I haven't got the words for you, the ones that will comfort you. Take care...

posted by Ca88andra on June 24, 2005 at 2:34 AM | link to this | reply

temple, I am so sorry.

I understasnd about where one can and cannot write. I have tried to keep those that I know out of here and think that I have, dunno tho'.

We are never truly blindsided, though we feel that way when checking our wounds on that blind side. The non-blinded side wrote some things in your previous blog posts which lead me to believe that the non-blind side saw something coming. Well, maybe didn't see, but felt something coming?

Hindsight is 20/20 and maybe, I'm the only one, because I'm old, who worried about what you were saying about your dear heart and its relationships.

I have no idea what I am talking about and I only wish to say that life is fabulously agonizing, or, at least, mine has proven to be. Many of my friends agree with me, about their own lives feeling the same. Fabulously agonizing. The "YAHOO" at the top of the mountain of love, can only be followed by the sorrow of its memory when we reach the base camp again. Some of us reach the base camp with lovers still holding our hands and real life begins, but most of us arrive empty handed and wondering if we'll ever climb, ever yell, "YAHOO" off the side of some peak ever again. We will. It's a good thing, to love, to climb again.

I hug you as you rest at the base camp, I hug you for hours. Pet your kitties for me, as I would pet them if I could visit and comfort you.

posted by benzinha on June 24, 2005 at 12:37 AM | link to this | reply

Temple...as we've discussed long distance can be tough. take comfort in
the city you love...and hang out at Barnes and Noble.

posted by FreeManWalking on June 23, 2005 at 9:05 PM | link to this | reply

temple
Oh no....All I can do is send lots of hugs. 

posted by Holy_Grail on June 23, 2005 at 7:39 PM | link to this | reply

My sweet Temple,

The game of life is not about what cards you're dealt, but how well you play the hand. You have survived and perservered through many things and you will do the same through this. I know that nothing can be said to make this current pain go away, but with time and courage, it will. I know you hurt. I hurt for you, too. But you must remember that you're never alone and so many love you even if they have a hard time showing it. The love and care is there. Step back and feel it. Never forget that you're a strong person and have overcome much worse than this. You will do it again. I promise.

posted by SpitFire70 on June 23, 2005 at 7:26 PM | link to this | reply