tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1836198539158358199.post5182166283788514380..comments2024-03-27T20:22:42.005-06:00Comments on light-in-leaves: Not a gospel of souvenirsMarilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17085334272613025173noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1836198539158358199.post-66153996167004216342017-11-18T07:14:54.305-07:002017-11-18T07:14:54.305-07:00Yes! Totally true. In so many areas!Yes! Totally true. In so many areas!Marilynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17085334272613025173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1836198539158358199.post-7802096892080797492017-11-18T07:14:29.685-07:002017-11-18T07:14:29.685-07:00This is the best dream. I'm so honored to have...This is the best dream. I'm so honored to have been mentioned to your past selves! Hahahaha. But it's so cool, isn't it? I love that we met up again. At the risk of sounding sentimental...it's one of those things I think was meant to be. What would I do without you? :)Marilynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17085334272613025173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1836198539158358199.post-75476727372347036992017-11-15T15:06:25.735-07:002017-11-15T15:06:25.735-07:00Everything always seems like it was simpler "...Everything always seems like it was simpler "back then" because we've forgotten the hard parts! At least that's how it happens for me.Jenny Evanshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06320766378823015885noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1836198539158358199.post-11997131529487496732017-11-07T12:48:45.270-07:002017-11-07T12:48:45.270-07:00Every time we arrive to visit Jordan's parents...Every time we arrive to visit Jordan's parents, he teases his mother, "Oh no! Now we just have to start dreading the time when we have to say goodbye! It's already almost over! etc, etc." What a character. But it does remind us all to appreciate the time we have and not to waste it anticipating the ending.<br /><br />At any rate, I loved this post. The other night I was lying awake in bed thinking over different moments in my life, imagining I was whispering things to my past selves (ahem, I was in a weird half-sleeping trance, I think). And I was picturing you, me, and Jessica sitting in my old college bedroom. And I whispered, "You won't see Marilyn for a number of years and then, later on, you'll meet up again. And you'll live close by to each other and then you'll move away. And you will email her for advice about how to potty train your first child." HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. It felt very profound at 3 a.m.Melissahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14211852596545213364noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1836198539158358199.post-63240505545055810062017-11-07T09:36:56.809-07:002017-11-07T09:36:56.809-07:00This is a good reminder for me, thank you. This is a good reminder for me, thank you. Sam Nielsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14202942576576063110noreply@blogger.com