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Monday, February 04, 2008

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Wendy

Wonderful post, Amy. I'm glad you feel so light hearted.

Listerine reminds me of my grandparents' bathroom. Rather unfortunate, then, when Dan uses it. :)

Lucy

I think it's one of the tragedies of growing up, realizing that our parents are human and have major flaws. I dread the days my own boys discover my own.

I really relate to all your feelings about reader vs. cleaner. You know which side I fall on. And I beat myself up about it too. Obviously, the cleaner gets the nod in this lifetime. And while I'm not saying it's important and a godly attribute, I know being the other is as well. As I get older, I find myself embracing my own talents, instead of comparing myself to others. Not always successfully, but sometimes. And those days are always the best.

As far as Pine-sol goes...I have my own flashbacks. Back to the time I was my dad's office cleaner. Oh, their poor, poor office.

kelly edgerton

Missing you... and when I do, I devour your blog because your writing makes me happy and your words make me feel close to you. *SIGH* And still... I miss you.

Today's entry made me realize that in spite of the awareness I have of my mother's flaws, I realize I am becoming more like her each and every day of my life. What I find odd, is now that I am past the age she was when I moved far away, I find myself longing to know her NOW because my mind seems to be frozen with memories of her at 45... and I'm past that. I want to see what I will become, because one thing I have learned: I am nothing if not the child of her heart and soul. And in my mind, that is not a bad thing, flaws and all!

Kim

Nice post today - things there for me to think about.

Becky

I love it when you write about Grandma and Grandpa. You have the advantage of 3 years of extra memories that I don't have of them. I didn't remember Grandma cleaning the laudryr oom, or that it was one of her responsibilities. I couldn't help thinking of how much Grandma and Mom look alike in that picture (I've never thought they did before now).

This post makes me sad, just because I miss them. And I have total blog-envy; you are such a great writer. I love your thoughtfulness.

chris jenkins

i loved your post today. i love how you write - i love how you write about how certain things trigger memories and then the way you relate your feelings to those memories.

i have huge issues with my mom because we see things so differently. your post gave me a lot to think about today.

thank you.

Lesli

Amy:

Thank you so much for sharing your post. It has been awhile since I stopped by and for some reason I felt inspired to go to your blog this morning. I was surprised to read about your grandmother - because mine has been on my mind a lot lately. My grandfather, her husband of 60 years, recently passed and she is not taking it very well. As she continues to deteriorate, I find myself reflecting on who she is and what she has taught me over the years. She too is a cleaner - and I know I am who I am today, in part, because of this remarkable woman.
Thanks!

dana burton

SMILING with you, for you and because of you! :)

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