Comments on: Best 09: Day One http://pleasurenotes.com/best-09-day-one/ Taking Note of Life, Warts & All Sat, 22 Oct 2011 06:33:33 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: emmajames http://pleasurenotes.com/best-09-day-one/comment-page-1/#comment-5060 emmajames Thu, 03 Dec 2009 06:41:00 +0000 http://pleasurenotes.com/?p=989#comment-5060 First of all, I just want to say to everyone... thank you. I'm a bit overwhelmed by the response I've received to this post, both here and via email. To address each of my fabulous commenting readers who arrived after the first: Cheney: Welcome to PN. I look forward to following your stories as well. It's so great to take this journey with a troupe :) Bryce: Your art is inspiring and your sentiments really moved me. And the gratitude goes both ways. Thank you! Delisha: Strangely, it is very cathartic. Thanks for your understanding. Nic: Thank YOU for coming by, understanding and taking the time to comment. Welcome to PN :) Natalyn: Thank you for your sentiments, and I am so sorry you have had to experience deep loss. I would not wish it on anyone, though I know it is an integral part of this bizarre thing we call life. Blanche: Yeah! I loved Kilkenny. What a journey you have obviously been on! I look forward to following your story, too! Hope your transition to Israel has been a smooth one. First of all, I just want to say to everyone… thank you. I’m a bit overwhelmed by the response I’ve received to this post, both here and via email. To address each of my fabulous commenting readers who arrived after the first:

Cheney: Welcome to PN. I look forward to following your stories as well. It’s so great to take this journey with a troupe :)

Bryce: Your art is inspiring and your sentiments really moved me. And the gratitude goes both ways. Thank you!

Delisha: Strangely, it is very cathartic. Thanks for your understanding.

Nic: Thank YOU for coming by, understanding and taking the time to comment. Welcome to PN :)

Natalyn: Thank you for your sentiments, and I am so sorry you have had to experience deep loss. I would not wish it on anyone, though I know it is an integral part of this bizarre thing we call life.

Blanche: Yeah! I loved Kilkenny. What a journey you have obviously been on! I look forward to following your story, too! Hope your transition to Israel has been a smooth one.

]]> By: blanche http://pleasurenotes.com/best-09-day-one/comment-page-1/#comment-5058 blanche Wed, 02 Dec 2009 17:59:36 +0000 http://pleasurenotes.com/?p=989#comment-5058 thank you for sharing. i'm a redhead and was born in kilkenny. i haven't been there since i got married to my israeli husband in 1996. i really want him to see my homeland. he's stopped there on flights only to refuel so he jokes that he's been there a few times.. but we really need to get our butts there. i'm so sorry about the loss of your friend. i saw gwen mention you on twitter and came over to read. i like what you said about the 8 days with her... i'm doing the challenge, too. usually i blog about my husband's art or his work with horses but this challenge is making me point at myself more... glad i joined in. have a great holiday season! thank you for sharing. i’m a redhead and was born in kilkenny. i haven’t been there since i got married to my israeli husband in 1996. i really want him to see my homeland. he’s stopped there on flights only to refuel so he jokes that he’s been there a few times.. but we really need to get our butts there. i’m so sorry about the loss of your friend. i saw gwen mention you on twitter and came over to read. i like what you said about the 8 days with her… i’m doing the challenge, too. usually i blog about my husband’s art or his work with horses but this challenge is making me point at myself more… glad i joined in. have a great holiday season!

]]> By: natalyn http://pleasurenotes.com/best-09-day-one/comment-page-1/#comment-5055 natalyn Wed, 02 Dec 2009 14:36:55 +0000 http://pleasurenotes.com/?p=989#comment-5055 What a shockingly sad story! I was not prepared for what I would read here. I cannot imagine the range of emotions you must feel at any given moment, though I do know what it is like to experience deep loss. She sounds like a wonderful friend and so do you. What a shockingly sad story! I was not prepared for what I would read here. I cannot imagine the range of emotions you must feel at any given moment, though I do know what it is like to experience deep loss. She sounds like a wonderful friend and so do you.

]]> By: Nic Bridges http://pleasurenotes.com/best-09-day-one/comment-page-1/#comment-5052 Nic Bridges Wed, 02 Dec 2009 10:03:51 +0000 http://pleasurenotes.com/?p=989#comment-5052 That's an amazing and heart-wrenching story - I don't know what to add other than thank you for sharing it. That’s an amazing and heart-wrenching story – I don’t know what to add other than thank you for sharing it.

]]> By: Delisha http://pleasurenotes.com/best-09-day-one/comment-page-1/#comment-5051 Delisha Wed, 02 Dec 2009 09:58:52 +0000 http://pleasurenotes.com/?p=989#comment-5051 Thank you for sharing your story. I know it must be hard to share something so personal with the rest of us. Thank you for sharing your story. I know it must be hard to share something so personal with the rest of us.

]]> By: Bryce Widom http://pleasurenotes.com/best-09-day-one/comment-page-1/#comment-5050 Bryce Widom Wed, 02 Dec 2009 07:57:49 +0000 http://pleasurenotes.com/?p=989#comment-5050 I just learned, through your blog, that at this very moment (12:04 am), the moon has fattened into its ripest form. Maybe the moon does rule the emotions. Or, maybe your story would've fallen like a solo drop, down and down into the core of me, rippling through the black - regardless of celestial clockworks. What I mean to say is, thank you. I didn't know exactly what I was jumping into with Gwen's "Best of 2009" invitation. I didn't guess that I would read anything quite so profound as what you wrote here. While I'm decently aware of my inner strife, I struggle to name it openly. It's far easier for me to talk about my strolls on the sunny side, while I trip up when speaking of my ventures down the darker alleyways (fear, grief, anger - especially anger). I'm inspired by your courage to tell the story of your deepest and profoundest moments, wherever they fall on the spectrum of emotions. I'm learning to navigate this, in part through my paintings. It amazes me to witness that it's not the painting that's most challenging for me - it's the sharing of the painting. Similar to this, right now...it's 12:33am, 29 minutes have passed since I began writing (and re-writing) this. I've gnawed on my nails, I've developed a crick in my neck, I've held my breath, I've breathed. I type, and delete, and type again. But your story is still here, on this page. You've stood your ground, claimed what's true, what's good, what's...beautiful. As will I, to the best of my ability. *grateful* I just learned, through your blog, that at this very moment (12:04 am), the moon has fattened into its ripest form. Maybe the moon does rule the emotions. Or, maybe your story would’ve fallen like a solo drop, down and down into the core of me, rippling through the black – regardless of celestial clockworks.

What I mean to say is, thank you. I didn’t know exactly what I was jumping into with Gwen’s “Best of 2009″ invitation. I didn’t guess that I would read anything quite so profound as what you wrote here.

While I’m decently aware of my inner strife, I struggle to name it openly. It’s far easier for me to talk about my strolls on the sunny side, while I trip up when speaking of my ventures down the darker alleyways (fear, grief, anger – especially anger). I’m inspired by your courage to tell the story of your deepest and profoundest moments, wherever they fall on the spectrum of emotions.

I’m learning to navigate this, in part through my paintings. It amazes me to witness that it’s not the painting that’s most challenging for me – it’s the sharing of the painting. Similar to this, right now…it’s 12:33am, 29 minutes have passed since I began writing (and re-writing) this. I’ve gnawed on my nails, I’ve developed a crick in my neck, I’ve held my breath, I’ve breathed. I type, and delete, and type again. But your story is still here, on this page. You’ve stood your ground, claimed what’s true, what’s good, what’s…beautiful.

As will I, to the best of my ability.

*grateful*

]]> By: Cheney http://pleasurenotes.com/best-09-day-one/comment-page-1/#comment-5049 Cheney Wed, 02 Dec 2009 06:58:42 +0000 http://pleasurenotes.com/?p=989#comment-5049 What a powerful story. Having not read your blog before, the middle of your post stopped me cold. It makes me glad I signed up for the Best '09 challenge, otherwise I might not have been able to read it. People are amazing. The fact that you were so able to see the beauty in this trip, untarnished, is proof of this. You sound like an awesome friend. What a powerful story. Having not read your blog before, the middle of your post stopped me cold.
It makes me glad I signed up for the Best ’09 challenge, otherwise I might not have been able to read it.

People are amazing. The fact that you were so able to see the beauty in this trip, untarnished, is proof of this. You sound like an awesome friend.

]]> By: emmajames http://pleasurenotes.com/best-09-day-one/comment-page-1/#comment-5048 emmajames Wed, 02 Dec 2009 06:30:57 +0000 http://pleasurenotes.com/?p=989#comment-5048 Gwen: Thank you. Two simple words, but a wealth of feeling. Gwen: Thank you. Two simple words, but a wealth of feeling.

]]> By: Gwen Bell http://pleasurenotes.com/best-09-day-one/comment-page-1/#comment-5046 Gwen Bell Wed, 02 Dec 2009 06:23:49 +0000 http://pleasurenotes.com/?p=989#comment-5046 Thank you for taking the time to share this. It moved me, as I'm sure it will move others. And because I have had the opportunity to share in both your friendship - and the friendship of the woman about which you speak - it resonated all that much more. To think something as seemingly trivial as a sprained ankle can set off a series of events. But then, I guess that's how life happens, too. A couple making eyes at each other across the room at a cocktail party and a few years later, a life. The other unfortunate thing about grief that they don't tell you? Like travel, the bug and the memories of it, there's no shaking it off. At least there's no way to shake it off that I've discovered. And I've tried it all. But companionship in it makes it bearable. Thank you for taking the time to share this. It moved me, as I’m sure it will move others. And because I have had the opportunity to share in both your friendship – and the friendship of the woman about which you speak – it resonated all that much more. To think something as seemingly trivial as a sprained ankle can set off a series of events. But then, I guess that’s how life happens, too. A couple making eyes at each other across the room at a cocktail party and a few years later, a life.

The other unfortunate thing about grief that they don’t tell you? Like travel, the bug and the memories of it, there’s no shaking it off. At least there’s no way to shake it off that I’ve discovered. And I’ve tried it all.

But companionship in it makes it bearable.

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