Comments on: acme rocks. http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2008/09/08/acme-rocks/ words thru a woman.mama Sat, 07 Nov 2009 23:12:30 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=1.5.1-alpha by: Jeanette http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2008/09/08/acme-rocks/#comment-1271 Thu, 11 Sep 2008 07:10:18 +0100 http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2008/09/08/acme-rocks/#comment-1271 Nothing but I love you....what more could there be to say after that. Nothing but I love you….what more could there be to say after that.

]]> by: Jo http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2008/09/08/acme-rocks/#comment-1270 Wed, 10 Sep 2008 02:16:09 +0100 http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2008/09/08/acme-rocks/#comment-1270 I adore the dichotomy that you are. It makes me (reading you) like myself better, because after all, we all have some of this in us. I, for one, have so much of what you write, and I thank you tonight for these words. (Lovely, awe inspiring hike you took today)... I adore the dichotomy that you are. It makes me (reading you) like myself better, because after all, we all have some of this in us. I, for one, have so much of what you write, and I thank you tonight for these words. (Lovely, awe inspiring hike you took today)…

]]> by: Jena http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2008/09/08/acme-rocks/#comment-1269 Wed, 10 Sep 2008 01:55:30 +0100 http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2008/09/08/acme-rocks/#comment-1269 Pinching myself that I will breathe the air in this place in a short time... Thank you for sharing a glimpse of your days. Pinching myself that I will breathe the air in this place in a short time…

Thank you for sharing a glimpse of your days.

]]> by: Linda http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2008/09/08/acme-rocks/#comment-1268 Tue, 09 Sep 2008 16:39:38 +0100 http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2008/09/08/acme-rocks/#comment-1268 There is even a Waldorf in your little town? That must be a special place indeed. I love how you describe it -- and your recognition that your daughter needs her own space. There is even a Waldorf in your little town? That must be a special place indeed. I love how you describe it — and your recognition that your daughter needs her own space.

]]> by: Ninotchka http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2008/09/08/acme-rocks/#comment-1267 Tue, 09 Sep 2008 14:21:33 +0100 http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2008/09/08/acme-rocks/#comment-1267 I adore this post and this part: "One kid I thought was huge for the heart, and it is. With two kids I thought I would just burst with love and awe and insanity. But three? Three girls? Holy shit. To all the mamas with three girls, wow. Wow. I walk with you as my teachers. " Well, it made me want to cry. I'm so "there" with you. And I also wish I were THERE with you. What a lovely place. I adore this post and this part:

“One kid I thought was huge for the heart, and it is. With two kids I thought I would just burst with love and awe and insanity. But three? Three girls? Holy shit. To all the mamas with three girls, wow. Wow. I walk with you as my teachers. “

Well, it made me want to cry. I’m so “there” with you. And I also wish I were THERE with you. What a lovely place.

]]> by: jessamyn http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2008/09/08/acme-rocks/#comment-1266 Tue, 09 Sep 2008 05:57:03 +0100 http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2008/09/08/acme-rocks/#comment-1266 this just makes me cry with hurt and longing and happiness and peace. you are so good. thank you for sharing this with me and for letting me taste your life. this just makes me cry with hurt and longing and happiness and peace.
you are so good.
thank you for sharing this with me and for letting me taste your life.

]]> by: Leigh http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2008/09/08/acme-rocks/#comment-1265 Mon, 08 Sep 2008 14:29:54 +0100 http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2008/09/08/acme-rocks/#comment-1265 this writing, and the last one...these are the words that get close to capturing your True Beauty, your authentic Self. I see you pouring your self into these words, as thick as the syrup you described. And soon, I will spend some of those wet, drizzy, cool, dark days and nights with you - curled up by the stove with some tea and chocolate and...??? xoxo this writing, and the last one…these are the words that get close to capturing your True Beauty, your authentic Self. I see you pouring your self into these words, as thick as the syrup you described.
And soon, I will spend some of those wet, drizzy, cool, dark days and nights with you - curled up by the stove with some tea and chocolate and…???
xoxo

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