tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5798063279768967876.post5715379831256868743..comments2024-03-19T03:27:24.739-04:00Comments on PattiKen and the Muses: Before It's Too LatePattiKenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02894925987580502697noreply@blogger.comBlogger39125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5798063279768967876.post-22341660277543444032010-10-29T17:12:32.482-04:002010-10-29T17:12:32.482-04:00i felt that very closely...as a son to my father a...i felt that very closely...as a son to my father and as a parent to my children...lovely write..cheers peteMarshyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08029232967141290634noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5798063279768967876.post-45951238592218041712010-10-29T15:36:34.889-04:002010-10-29T15:36:34.889-04:00Whitesnake: Girls are tough, no question about it....Whitesnake: Girls are tough, no question about it. My hat's off to you.<br /><br />kathew: And that's as it should be, I think.<br /><br />Alice: You may have something there. It's probably some sort of demonic "Pay It Forward" thing.PattiKenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02894925987580502697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5798063279768967876.post-359297428837184682010-10-29T15:19:33.848-04:002010-10-29T15:19:33.848-04:00Sometimes I swear children were put on this earth ...Sometimes I swear children were put on this earth to plague us. They have this unerring ability to strike where it will hurt most.Alice Audreyhttp://www.aliceaudrey.com/?page_id=4029noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5798063279768967876.post-84000588983158825742010-10-28T21:17:53.772-04:002010-10-28T21:17:53.772-04:00I remember and know the mistakes I made- but I do ...I remember and know the mistakes I made- but I do not remember the mistakes my mother might have made.............good post!Kathe W.https://www.blogger.com/profile/06781645436343424010noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5798063279768967876.post-77892033476181538472010-10-28T17:51:15.173-04:002010-10-28T17:51:15.173-04:00I thought I made a mistake once but I was mistaken...I thought I made a mistake once but I was mistaken!<br /><br />Two girls all grown up and I thought I'd stuffed up...Nope.....they are still on the straight and narrow.........<br />Kinda made me smile .........Whitesnakehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07681488364720396274noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5798063279768967876.post-50278542973002106342010-10-28T10:22:36.025-04:002010-10-28T10:22:36.025-04:00Davis: Oh, yes.
kkrige: What a beautiful response...Davis: Oh, yes.<br /><br />kkrige: What a beautiful response. Thank you.<br /><br />Mona: I think you have nailed it. I have three kids. Two of the three have children. One of those has thanked me (as has his wife, which I find very endearing), and the other said, "I don't know why you didn't kill me." (LOL) It's the third, the one who has no children and never will (by choice) who still carries around a lot of blame. I guess that until you are there yourself, you just can't know how hard it is. Thank you so much for your thoughtfulness.<br /><br />KB: I think so. I just wish he did too. Oh well. Thanks for coming.PattiKenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02894925987580502697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5798063279768967876.post-5480581706790784512010-10-28T05:13:33.956-04:002010-10-28T05:13:33.956-04:00All we can do is our best and I'm sure you hav...All we can do is our best and I'm sure you have.KBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02621937316200868307noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5798063279768967876.post-61775610691866454722010-10-28T03:21:07.075-04:002010-10-28T03:21:07.075-04:00O Gosh! This is so poignant.
Don't worry, You...O Gosh! This is so poignant. <br />Don't worry, You were an excellent mother. You were only teaching them patience and good etiquette. It is called harsh love. But love it is. <br /><br />Children will realize it sooner or later. Only when they have their own children!<br /><br />And then they will miss even those moments, long after you are gone.And they will understand and ask YOUR forgiveness then!<br /><br />And you will forgive from above, I know.<br /><br />(((HUGS))) We love you!Monahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08615034229525061880noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5798063279768967876.post-16576821666294313742010-10-27T23:59:05.665-04:002010-10-27T23:59:05.665-04:00so many other mothers
have walked this path.
Fathe...so many other mothers<br />have walked this path.<br />Fathers too, I know<br />our gifts we give<br />the best while we live<br />perfection isn't a choice we can show.<br /><br />your love is seen through your words<br />the imperfections in life <br />are what we remember and<br />often hold most dear<br />so go with heart clear<br />to winter's standKatherine Krigehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00737873330498032718noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5798063279768967876.post-16369676629114102912010-10-27T23:28:21.934-04:002010-10-27T23:28:21.934-04:00oh, the little things we say...oh, the little things we say...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5798063279768967876.post-17242213727658025482010-10-27T17:01:05.386-04:002010-10-27T17:01:05.386-04:00Claudia: I hear you, my friend. Thank you.
Tracy:...Claudia: I hear you, my friend. Thank you.<br /><br />Tracy: Yes, we are indeed blessed and cursed. I think it comes with the job description. Hope all is well with you.PattiKenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02894925987580502697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5798063279768967876.post-53702432019270047312010-10-27T16:44:42.412-04:002010-10-27T16:44:42.412-04:00Patti...my heart it touched on more than one level...Patti...my heart it touched on more than one level at reading this. We parents are both blessed and cursed with our bittersweet memories. Thanks, my dear, for a wonderful poem.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5798063279768967876.post-91390269169079519912010-10-27T14:49:12.865-04:002010-10-27T14:49:12.865-04:00oh patti - this really touched my heart..
my three...oh patti - this really touched my heart..<br />my three kids are 16, 18 and 19 now - and i've made so many mistakes - i couldn't count them - but i have someone who forgives me for free - even if i don't deserve it - even if i fail a thousand times..and that keeps me going...Claudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03011763027311966186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5798063279768967876.post-13134467151371987402010-10-27T14:26:14.360-04:002010-10-27T14:26:14.360-04:00Shashi: Thank you.
G-Man: Awww... Hugs back at yo...Shashi: Thank you.<br /><br />G-Man: Awww... Hugs back at you. There's something about trying to write poetry that brings out the honestly.<br /><br />Nick: Thank you for that. I'm glad you visited.<br /><br />cianphelan: Thank you. Hold that thought. Your day will no doubt come in some form or another. It lies in wait for all of us.<br /><br />LL Barkat: Yes. Those of us who are still someone's "child" should remember that.PattiKenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02894925987580502697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5798063279768967876.post-30677474055044060832010-10-27T14:21:37.269-04:002010-10-27T14:21:37.269-04:00Sherry: "no statute of limitations" - gr...Sherry: "no statute of limitations" - great way of putting it. Thank you for your kind words. <br /><br />Katherine: Thank you for your insightful and understanding comment. This seems a bit understated, but what comes to mind as a response is "Amen." <br /><br />Shail: Thank you. I appreciate your kind thoughts.<br /><br />Mary: Thanks for the recommendation. I'll check it out.<br /><br />Gabriela: Thank you for the kind comment, Gabriela. Your One Shot seemed to have a familiar theme. Years ago, when Transactional Analysis was the psychology-du-jour, there was a concept called collecting brown stamps. I think both of our poetic characters know all about that.PattiKenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02894925987580502697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5798063279768967876.post-11412744327193000442010-10-27T13:48:48.272-04:002010-10-27T13:48:48.272-04:00Forgiveness. Yes, before the winter comes...Forgiveness. Yes, before the winter comes...L.L. Barkathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13333960142447144678noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5798063279768967876.post-14567499801783194592010-10-27T12:04:36.532-04:002010-10-27T12:04:36.532-04:00Heartfelt sadness...made me feel a pang of hurt, f...Heartfelt sadness...made me feel a pang of hurt, for all you parents, grandparents, and all, who have these worries, feel these pains. Great One Shot.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5798063279768967876.post-80915219600231237492010-10-27T11:27:36.690-04:002010-10-27T11:27:36.690-04:00Oh....this is heartbreaking! ;_; Thanks so much fo...Oh....this is heartbreaking! ;_; Thanks so much for sharing. It's a wonderful piece!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11610184057896951494noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5798063279768967876.post-83261099313104238042010-10-27T07:36:48.747-04:002010-10-27T07:36:48.747-04:00Patti....?
(((BIGHUG)))
Thanks for sharing somethi...Patti....?<br />(((BIGHUG)))<br />Thanks for sharing something so heartfelt....GG-Manhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14968807697181554781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5798063279768967876.post-17193241994818145292010-10-27T06:25:08.088-04:002010-10-27T06:25:08.088-04:00Very nice shot... I enjoyed reading it..
ॐ नमः शि...Very nice shot... I enjoyed reading it..<br /><br />ॐ नमः शिवाय<br />Om Namah Shivaya<br />Twitter: @VerseEveryDay<br />Blog: http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.comShashidhar Sharmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10752054354309206121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5798063279768967876.post-45911350171256581382010-10-27T05:59:22.142-04:002010-10-27T05:59:22.142-04:00I needed to read this :)
beautiful, poignant poe...I needed to read this :) <br /><br />beautiful, poignant poemGabriela Abalohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11316879938383542026noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5798063279768967876.post-19726321420473840772010-10-27T04:52:42.303-04:002010-10-27T04:52:42.303-04:00I liked your take on parenting and believe we nee...I liked your take on parenting and believe we need to hold great compassion for ourselves. I'm reading a book right now that explores this whole theme in a poignant, truthful, sometimes humorous way: "Olive Kitteridge" by Elizabeth Strout. You'd enjoy this book (takes place in Maine) if this is what's on your heart.Grandmother Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18169464484379536529noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5798063279768967876.post-89545408531763514632010-10-27T03:04:04.491-04:002010-10-27T03:04:04.491-04:00Oh Patti! The poem is just so lovely, almost somet...Oh Patti! The poem is just so lovely, almost something which each one of us here commenting can identify with.<br />Very nice...Shail Raghuvanshihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05484123238045040778noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5798063279768967876.post-21844376229826974572010-10-27T00:45:26.050-04:002010-10-27T00:45:26.050-04:00I believe that we mothers on the most part do what...I believe that we mothers on the most part do what we do with the very best of intentions.<br />We are not Gods, we are not perfect and like every other human being on this earth we make mistakes...we are, after all.. human!<br />I've been where you are in this poem many times as I am certain many other mothers have too. <br />At times like this I ask myself these things :<br />Did I love my children?<br />Did I provide them with a safe, happy & supportive home?<br />Did I give them a soft place to fall?<br />And of course, the answer to all these questions was Yes, I did !! Which I am certain is also true for you.<br />So in short, I think we all do the best we can.Katherinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05667997972741557676noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5798063279768967876.post-8519598251522541712010-10-27T00:43:16.203-04:002010-10-27T00:43:16.203-04:00Wow, Patti, great write! I relate in so many ways:...Wow, Patti, great write! I relate in so many ways: the chronic illness, the fading eyesight as my hindsight becomes sharper and more nostalgic each year, and the certain knowledge that for mothers there is no statute of limitations! Well written! Honest and brave. And I love the poignant ending.............Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.com