tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25502633.post4739253373242185952..comments2024-03-22T14:58:07.239-05:00Comments on Ordinary Time: Some days the words don't comethecurrysevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08932092243753160814noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25502633.post-10743069293997563112017-03-01T15:25:29.680-06:002017-03-01T15:25:29.680-06:00Yes to what you and Shecki said. And Wall#3, the ...Yes to what you and Shecki said. And Wall#3, the broken heart pieces that are left in China. When you know where a priceless treasure is, and you stand there pointing, and no one runs to claim the treasure. :(Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06718616027473990305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25502633.post-64120762834261223272017-02-27T11:09:42.743-06:002017-02-27T11:09:42.743-06:00Oh, how I feel you on #2! For me, it's wantin...Oh, how I feel you on #2! For me, it's wanting to preserve my girls' privacy and speak of them in positive ways on my blog. But oh, the holes! There are holes in their life experiences, in their knowledge, in their abilities. And it comes out in the school room. Honestly, we've decided to put the children in private school next year so I can be "mom" and someone else can be "teacher." grtlyblesdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18386260509307925901noreply@blogger.com