tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post3004107962843475452..comments2024-03-08T07:00:30.850-06:00Comments on Write From the Heart: It takes all kindsLinda O'Connellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15982895073903619018noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-22454476257211554972012-05-19T20:09:06.679-05:002012-05-19T20:09:06.679-05:00LOVE your sketch of the attendant! And bless all ...LOVE your sketch of the attendant! And bless all those who truly attend to others. You're right--it's so easy not to. Here's mine:<br />She is heroine thin and angry. Yesterday she proudly announced that she graduates next week. She is so glad to be getting out of school! Then she shows me her new tongue piercing, being careful not to look like she's sticking her tongue out at me. "I like it," I say, smiling because at this point it's all I have to offer her. I am shocked when she smiles back.Tammyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02141883867104777688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-6735771245304942282012-05-19T10:01:34.853-05:002012-05-19T10:01:34.853-05:00First, I wanted to say that I read your last week ...First, I wanted to say that I read your last week or so of posts--I'm not sure where the week went that I wasn't reading them then--and smiled and laughed and nearly got a little choked up. Always lovely here-and congrats on your CS story!<br /><br />Character Sketch? Hmmm...I saw lots of people yesterday but one stands out in my mind.<br /><br />She takes tiny little bites, eating her lunch, as if she's afraid that her salad might add pounds to her waistline. She nods and smiles in all the right places but never says a word. And I wonder if she's afraid of something bigger than her salad?Cathy C. Hallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16491874468936336577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-81731774874251304022012-05-19T06:06:54.506-05:002012-05-19T06:06:54.506-05:00Thanks ladies, these are wonderful!Thanks ladies, these are wonderful!Linda O'Connellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15982895073903619018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-44504580659723661012012-05-18T22:10:36.808-05:002012-05-18T22:10:36.808-05:00She smiled bravely but there was sadness in her ey...She smiled bravely but there was sadness in her eyes. This 18 year-old, soon-to-be mother looked aged beyond her years. Too much too soon of things that should have happened decades in the future. My mother's heart wanted to reach out and hug her but she moved quickly away, walked silently up the stairs, and retreated into her the darkness of her bedroom. <br />Hi Linda. Hope all is well. SusanSusanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12358462881287190635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-46325097632762218212012-05-18T17:18:50.857-05:002012-05-18T17:18:50.857-05:00After a long day hunched over a keyboard working t...After a long day hunched over a keyboard working to create a narrative supported by data and background material, I return home and sit like a dazed soldier. The television becomes my best friend while what's left of my brain goes on vacation.<br /><br />Character sketch of ME!<br /><br />Pat<br />Critter AlleyPat Wahlerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01138619912065680084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-50773075101547695882012-05-18T12:07:21.143-05:002012-05-18T12:07:21.143-05:00Shoulders hunched over, she never moved faster tha...Shoulders hunched over, she never moved faster than a leisurely stroll. Her mouth, always gaping open slightly, allowed a constant flow of air...And as empty-headed as she was, there was enough room for the air and all its cousins to run a relay race.Sioux Roslawskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17924021828536277618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-17358011564570304732012-05-18T08:23:42.679-05:002012-05-18T08:23:42.679-05:00You are very atuned to folks. I used to be but fea...You are very atuned to folks. I used to be but fear I might have lost that quality. I reminded myself just the other day to polish it up! Some of us gals were talking about it a few days ago, how age seemed to have made us stay inside our own busy minds instead of noticing others so much. Ex: not smiling or frowning on the way into Walmart, just straight-faced, lost in our to-do list, being oblivious to looking others in the eye with greeting.Bookiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12043111213031211794noreply@blogger.com