tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post8023658901399775444..comments2024-03-28T08:55:00.522-04:00Comments on The Misadventures of Widowhood: What in Your Life is Calling You?Misadventures of Widowhoodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-18996089909322865042015-11-29T23:05:27.510-05:002015-11-29T23:05:27.510-05:00In the old neighborhood where my husband lived bef...In the old neighborhood where my husband lived before we got married there was a 10-11 year old boy who we came to know really well. His father was dead, his mother was mental ill and often gone for months at a time. Until we started taking him with us when we'd go to the beach, art shows, outdoor concerts or where ever, he'd never even been out of six block area.. We exposed him on so Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-78755499544634440772015-11-29T22:47:07.059-05:002015-11-29T22:47:07.059-05:00Concerning your easel:
I worked for many years in ...Concerning your easel:<br />I worked for many years in a correctional facility with adult men. I was on the rehabilitation side as a teacher hoping to show them a better direction through education. But in a very true sense I felt that we couldn't really attempt to rehabilitate people while they were behind barbed wire because they weren't seeing what we were trying to show them as a Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-28908362342368164652015-11-29T12:14:47.361-05:002015-11-29T12:14:47.361-05:00Thanks for the link and explanation of what you fo...Thanks for the link and explanation of what you found on zaadzster. It bugs me when I can’t find what I want on Google. It happens of few times. I knew yoga had a shirttail connected but I couldn’t figure it out.<br /><br />I have a worrywart nature, too, and we both recognize that gets in the way of living in the moment which is always the goal. Although I think of my “worrywarting” as planning Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-75042955164680428432015-11-29T11:11:18.901-05:002015-11-29T11:11:18.901-05:00zaadster was hard to find! I dived into Google an...zaadster was hard to find! I dived into Google and came up with this as the best source: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nexUc2Op1Wk I didn't watch the whole thing; basically it's a social network for people who want to change the world and has been bought out by Gaia, with which I'm familiar through Yoga and other things. Interesting. I guess a zaadster is a member of the zaadz donnajurenehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10799559087972759233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-27525578259173789342015-11-29T00:14:45.376-05:002015-11-29T00:14:45.376-05:00Having children sure would have made aging easier....Having children sure would have made aging easier. My brother and I took great care of my folks when they needed us late in their lives and in my fairy tale world I like to think all kids would do the same, In real life I know that is far from true. It's a crap shoot. <br /><br />Your widowed neighbor and you have a nice arrangement. It's one I would like. Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-21262159856302611902015-11-28T22:54:15.720-05:002015-11-28T22:54:15.720-05:00I think the relationship thing is tricky as we age...I think the relationship thing is tricky as we age because we are looking for relationships based on some kind of equality or reciprocity, not ones that make us feel like a child or a charity case. I imagine it's easier for those who have children and can see the care children provide to elderly parents as reciprocity for the care that was provided for them in childhood. Caring for Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-53632869417070400482015-11-28T15:55:32.021-05:002015-11-28T15:55:32.021-05:00Life is complicated! LOL Treating a holiday like j...Life is complicated! LOL Treating a holiday like just any other does work. That's what last Christmas. Although I really enjoyed by turkey legs cooked in a crock pot and the pumpkin pie. Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-52445231179730931642015-11-28T13:18:41.154-05:002015-11-28T13:18:41.154-05:00Very wonderful post! You are a thinking woman'...Very wonderful post! You are a thinking woman's blogger. Maybe younger relatives could ALWAYS call and invite .... none of us would call and invite ourselves! (Well, I might!). Then they would know if we were home ... alone ... treating a holiday like just another day. The Awkward Widowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03729456066739275695noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-42229575200510380232015-11-28T12:47:39.216-05:002015-11-28T12:47:39.216-05:00You are always so supportive of me, it makes me bl...You are always so supportive of me, it makes me blush. I absolutely love what you said about anything we do in life with good intentions behind it, will turn to be the right thing. Thanks for sharing that.<br /><br />Remember all the long posts and messages we exchanged when we were both on the stroke support site? You helped me as much as I helped you. Because of you and others stroke survivors Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-3187369478653880472015-11-28T12:36:54.334-05:002015-11-28T12:36:54.334-05:00I can't see me doing that either, Sandee. But ...I can't see me doing that either, Sandee. But the thought did cross my mine.Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-81901665579729612132015-11-28T12:04:20.111-05:002015-11-28T12:04:20.111-05:00Jean :
I love your writing so much. you describe ...Jean :<br /><br />I love your writing so much. you describe your feeling so well with touch of humor & humanity. I know exactly how you are feeling searching for purpose. I went through exactly same thing after my stroke & job loss, having young son & husband gave meaning to my life. Now that kido is gone off to college my routine & my breakfast gets me out of bed lol. I know all Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-57598068787011525242015-11-28T11:39:08.064-05:002015-11-28T11:39:08.064-05:00Perhaps if they had called you and invited you to ...Perhaps if they had called you and invited you to Thanksgiving that would have helped. I think I would have stayed home too having not been invited. I can't see myself asking to be invited to anything. I'm just throwing this out there. <br /><br />Have a fabulous day. ☺Sandeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06785788498697004273noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-28096689273150213062015-11-28T09:49:05.601-05:002015-11-28T09:49:05.601-05:00I agree with what you're saying about connecti...I agree with what you're saying about connecting more with those already in our lives. The first few years after Don died I thought it was about making new friends but but, again, like you said that's not as easy to do as when we were younger. I can feel a couple of New Years Resolutions being hatched here. LOLMisadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-11941863223311687592015-11-28T05:50:57.604-05:002015-11-28T05:50:57.604-05:00I felt this way before we moved. I'm much more...I felt this way before we moved. I'm much more content now, but I still feel it sometimes. I think, for me, it's about connecting more with those who are already in my life. I'd love to meet and make new friends, but that doesn't seem as easy as it was when my son was young. But we have relatives and friends who I should invite for lunch or meet for lunch more often. I was just Bella Rumhttp://bellarum.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.com