tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post3608303499954116331..comments2024-01-01T10:05:13.685-05:00Comments on YOUR DAILY DOSE: The Soundtrack of My Life, Tumbling DownRobinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14932408372240147454noreply@blogger.comBlogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-81123902456788202662015-04-27T02:03:08.602-04:002015-04-27T02:03:08.602-04:00I'm so sorry that it's taken me so long to...I'm so sorry that it's taken me so long to get here. I can't believe I missed your BOTB too. It's been crazy over the last few weeks, and I don't know whether I'm coming or going. I hope you can forgive me, Robin.<br /><br />I'm also sorry you had to be uprooted at such a young age, and that you were living in constant fear of losing your dad. No one should have to go through that.<br /><br />Julie<br /><br />Empty Nest Insiderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10074223969046687064noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-39835829603856407142015-04-23T19:42:02.752-04:002015-04-23T19:42:02.752-04:00It is almost as sad when a part of life dies as wh...It is almost as sad when a part of life dies as when a person dies. Thankfully, you still had the person. Like you, I miss the idyll of youth, that may or may not have been so nice as we remember... But I'd sure take a summer vacation day listening to music after cutting the grass, as a summer rumbler rolls in...CWMartinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06798867734074134647noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-13538829308168725512015-04-23T16:59:26.714-04:002015-04-23T16:59:26.714-04:00I guess knowing someone can pass on from our lives...I guess knowing someone can pass on from our lives is sort of a different lesson than the realization that they don't come back.Andreahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01294308714313220666noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-10890531118790411252015-04-23T16:31:13.030-04:002015-04-23T16:31:13.030-04:00When I was seven, my 'big sister- babysitter-f...When I was seven, my 'big sister- babysitter-friend' was seventeen, when she took her life. The afternoon before she left to go home and do it, she gave me her Johnny Mathis album. I pretty sure her favorite song was, "Too Young," because it's hard for me to hear it still.<br /><br />Nice that the Stella Sisters won! That was a tough battle, Robin.Dixie@dcreliefhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11558671709412200904noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-53751230360396484222015-04-23T11:01:01.042-04:002015-04-23T11:01:01.042-04:00Wow. That must've been horrible. I can't i...Wow. That must've been horrible. I can't imagine trying to process that at nine. I'm so glad your dad was capable of being that rock for your family (because it meant everything for you kids). I also know what a loss losing a parent is. I still miss my dad, too.Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14932408372240147454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-58296321912339254512015-04-23T10:59:49.332-04:002015-04-23T10:59:49.332-04:00Well, I wouldn't put it like that exactly Roby...Well, I wouldn't put it like that exactly Robyn. My dad recovered. He changed a lot, and in many ways for the better. It was more about MY life changing. I learned that the world can turn on a dime. Kids don't have much control over their lives. The things I loved were about to get lost in this move. It was a lot all at one time... not that other people didn't have as much or more. I think that everyone has a "thing" that makes them see the world differently, and it usually happens way too young.<br /><br />I'm sorry to hear that you felt neglected as a kid. There is so much bad stuff outside that it really makes it important to have good stuff inside.Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14932408372240147454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-69747409777319914542015-04-23T07:53:30.197-04:002015-04-23T07:53:30.197-04:00I was nine when my mom was diagnosed with acute sc...I was nine when my mom was diagnosed with acute schizophrenia and hospitalized. Nothing was the same after that. My dad was our rock; the one who held the family together. I'm still trying to handle losing him last fall.LD Mastersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01202135756299574972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-41679032098069041592015-04-23T06:04:35.573-04:002015-04-23T06:04:35.573-04:00Ah, tons of years later and I still hadn't con...Ah, tons of years later and I still hadn't considered her perspective (I guess because she was a gruff lady who really didn't like me much). But you're right, she probably was struggling with her own emotions, that was her only son and he died very young, and in a very bad way. She probably was a mess too. Thank you for the clarity. mail4roseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17850985344834209198noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-29825202715365266172015-04-23T01:55:15.005-04:002015-04-23T01:55:15.005-04:00So sorry. It's as though the dad you had died ...So sorry. It's as though the dad you had died when you overheard the talk, even though he lived a lot longer. I can't remember if there was a moment for me like that, because I was always a depressed, neglected child (or so I think and remember.).<br /><br />On a happy note, I'm glad Stella Sisters won!Rawknrobyn.blogspot.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15997241410192066577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-20434257877717880372015-04-22T20:58:59.780-04:002015-04-22T20:58:59.780-04:00Seven sounds like a rough year for you, Birgit. I&...Seven sounds like a rough year for you, Birgit. I'm so sorry. That is just too young to learn that life is so hard. And scary. And mean. Although, you've turned out beautifully... so, what do I know?Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14932408372240147454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-15497193244479511052015-04-22T20:57:40.907-04:002015-04-22T20:57:40.907-04:00Wow. You're not going to miss ANYTHING now;)Wow. You're not going to miss ANYTHING now;)Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14932408372240147454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-11642226276648648692015-04-22T20:57:18.808-04:002015-04-22T20:57:18.808-04:00I often think to myself that I've passed the h...I often think to myself that I've passed the halfway mark (of life), and more importantly I now have more people who're on The Other Side than this one. Somehow that makes the idea of dying a lot more bearable... most of my family is already there!<br /><br />Thank you for sharing that story of your teacher. Isn't it astounding how some people impact us so greatly... and others barely leave a scratch? I'm sorry your teacher passed so soon, but I sure am glad you got to learn from him.Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14932408372240147454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-89147650740792208922015-04-22T20:55:13.376-04:002015-04-22T20:55:13.376-04:00Me too! He had lots of good years left in him!Me too! He had lots of good years left in him!Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14932408372240147454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-12044298814311475082015-04-22T20:54:51.455-04:002015-04-22T20:54:51.455-04:00I think change is hard at any age. Death is a very...I think change is hard at any age. Death is a very big change. And, yes, things can change for the worse at any time.Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14932408372240147454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-28174507247803630362015-04-22T20:53:58.550-04:002015-04-22T20:53:58.550-04:00LC,
I think we only escape losing someone we deep...LC,<br /><br />I think we only escape losing someone we deeply care about for so long. It's inevitable that it catches up with us.<br /><br />I like your last comment. Say it all now!Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14932408372240147454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-9143484957437788952015-04-22T20:53:02.096-04:002015-04-22T20:53:02.096-04:00Yes, it is. Sometimes the IDEA of death is pretty ...Yes, it is. Sometimes the IDEA of death is pretty scary, too.Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14932408372240147454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-31488664382165258652015-04-22T20:52:40.979-04:002015-04-22T20:52:40.979-04:00I don't think anyone likes it. Knowing that so...I don't think anyone likes it. Knowing that someone isn't going to be here anymore... just tough.Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14932408372240147454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-85937900500512419062015-04-22T20:52:06.060-04:002015-04-22T20:52:06.060-04:00It's a bad thing when old(er) people pass on. ...It's a bad thing when old(er) people pass on. It's shocking when it's a young person.Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14932408372240147454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-6169396037283344192015-04-22T20:51:01.684-04:002015-04-22T20:51:01.684-04:00Sometimes parents (and adults) do things with the ...Sometimes parents (and adults) do things with the best of intentions, but it just doesn't work out that way. It would've been so much easier for you had you understood your dad suffered with mental illness. Maybe it's all part of the process of learning how to be a better adult?Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14932408372240147454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-22101165011311388442015-04-22T18:19:02.727-04:002015-04-22T18:19:02.727-04:00to that Great Happy Hunting Ground in the sky
Is ...<i> to that Great Happy Hunting Ground in the sky</i><br /><br />Is it really in the sky?<br /><br />And are we really going to have to hunt for all of eternity?<br /><br />Not much of an afterlife for the hunted, huh?DiscConnectedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07013919800637508392noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-38085008746554066332015-04-22T17:46:37.110-04:002015-04-22T17:46:37.110-04:00I remember death at an early age since I was 7 whe...I remember death at an early age since I was 7 when my Uncle died of cancer. My parents believed that death is a part of life so we went to the funerals and were taught how to pay respect. I value this since I would have been shocked later on. I was also 7 when I knew life could be a very dangerous place and that people could look and sound nice but be anything butBirgithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09439720285857050428noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-14103778077856228292015-04-22T16:45:28.840-04:002015-04-22T16:45:28.840-04:00Following you over here as well!Following you over here as well!Matthew MacNishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03264738483763244969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-60320865031822758832015-04-22T15:00:47.595-04:002015-04-22T15:00:47.595-04:00That was a pretty good, tough-sounding song, ROBIN...That was a pretty good, tough-sounding song, ROBIN.<br /><br />Now at the age of 55, I have lost A LOT of people close to me to that Great Happy Hunting Ground in the sky.<br /><br />My Pa's Pa passed away when I was very young, so I only have a couple hazy "still photograph-like" images of him in my mind.<br /><br />The first death that really hit me very hard was when my 5th and 6th grade teacher, Mr. Oldham, passed away suddenly at the beginning of the school year when I was in 7th grade. He was always my favorite teacher throughout my school life and in some ways I feel like things he passed on to me - thinks like character and sincerity - are still with me today.<br /><br />~ D-FensDogG<br />'Loyal American Underground'Stephen T. McCarthyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00249125637725791567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-37531107888204403942015-04-22T13:39:27.693-04:002015-04-22T13:39:27.693-04:00It can be really scary for a child to think his or...It can be really scary for a child to think his or her parent is dying! Glad you dad made it though his illness.Sherry Ellishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07844837212122243321noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-65617308877112342012015-04-22T13:39:19.094-04:002015-04-22T13:39:19.094-04:00It can be really scary for a child to think his or...It can be really scary for a child to think his or her parent is dying! Glad you dad made it though his illness.Sherry Ellishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07844837212122243321noreply@blogger.com