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I watched mine change with age and experience, too! It is refreshing in its own odd way! sam
posted by
sam444
on September 29, 2010 at 9:16 PM
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Ah yes....
...I know that feeling Malcolm....but as you said it's all for the best...our goal is to raise independent people who then build a life of their own..it's a good thing...but a strange feeling for the parents...bittersweet!
posted by
ginnieb
on September 28, 2010 at 8:23 AM
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I think all change makes us reflect just a little, even changes for the better
posted by
lionreign
on September 28, 2010 at 6:35 AM
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Y I guess that it makes life worth it. Bca-bill’s rJLst
posted by
BC-A
on September 27, 2010 at 11:02 PM
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ah the sound of the rhythm of the rain
always makes me want to write....
posted by
poetjpb
on September 27, 2010 at 12:10 PM
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How quickly Ivan has grown up that little bit more! He went as little more than a child, but has returned as an adult, meeting you on an equal footing, which is wonderful. So terrific that he's happy to come home.
posted by
Rockingrector_retd
on September 27, 2010 at 8:35 AM
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ah those moments of loving reflection. I'm so glad your visit with Ivan proved just that. Elyse
posted by
elysianfields
on September 27, 2010 at 8:15 AM
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I didn't clean my place from top to bottom, but I did re-arrange my bedroom. Last night, instead of sleeping with my head to the south and my feet to the north, I woke with my head pointing east and my feet westward. Now there is much more open space and room for a comfy chair that crowded the room before. I am proud of myself for digging in and doing.
posted by
TAPS.
on September 27, 2010 at 7:52 AM
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It is very hard when one realizes what you just have, but it is also true that watching them develope into adults is a hoot :-) You will be OK my friend... everything changes , sometimes even for the better xoxoxo
posted by
Sinome
on September 26, 2010 at 8:39 PM
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Letting go is always hard
But seeing the fine people our children become is a wonderful moment as well.
posted by
Bel_
on September 26, 2010 at 5:54 PM
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Major milestones (i.e. college, weddings) often lead to one feeling more reflective, I find. I myself always think about all the things that led up to that point.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on September 26, 2010 at 4:02 PM
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Just in General - New on the Blogit
I'm just now beginning to have a bit of time to read, and I came across you and your daily events. I have enjoyed myself immensely reading these. Sounds like a book here already. Thanks for the the read, time well spent. love and joy, Kay 
posted by
KayJoy
on September 26, 2010 at 1:15 PM
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posted by
lovelyladymonk
on September 26, 2010 at 12:37 PM
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It is a poignant feeling!
posted by
Nita09
on September 26, 2010 at 11:10 AM
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I wish I had the energy you guys have malcom I hoover every Saturday and it is a little nightmare for me although I did wash the carpets in the few hot days we have forgotten.
By experimenting I have found that dust does not accumulate much after the first fortnight.
My battle is with mud and squashed fruit when in season which demands constant shoe changing, Be lucky
posted by
C_C_T
on September 26, 2010 at 11:02 AM
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malcolm, you're right..the kids grow up so fast and go through
various stages faster than we can turn the calendar....I don't blame you at all for reflecting on it and being a bit nostalgic as well.
...
posted by
Rumor
on September 26, 2010 at 10:48 AM
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And maybe a lil nostalgic too?
posted by
Straightforward
on September 26, 2010 at 10:17 AM
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you are the opposite of me, mine are still hanging out with mom
posted by
Lanetay
on September 26, 2010 at 9:43 AM
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