tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672125489692725745.post7502369017804678143..comments2012-01-20T18:11:31.886-07:00Snowcatcherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06360228352528558176noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672125489692725745.post-79597892015488856852012-01-20T16:57:21.185-07:002012-01-20T16:57:21.185-07:00I have a lump in my throat after reading your post. ((hugs)) to you. I love the idea of raveling out a UFO (I am so going to do this) and then using that yarn for charity to help someone in need.<br /><br />Blessings alwaysStitchy Mc Flosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00562041622656969121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672125489692725745.post-24699521013599846882012-01-20T03:55:36.184-07:002012-01-20T03:55:36.184-07:00Dear Deborah,<br /><br />This is not so much a comment on the post as a message for you. I don&#39;t mind what you do with it, but wanted to send it.<br />Reading your post and praying for you over the past couple of days led me to write this prayer.<br /><br />O Lord,<br /><br />Where I am torn<br /> slip-stitched<br /> entangled<br /> left<br /> unfinished<br /> mangled<br /><br />Would you<br /> unroll, unfold, unpick me<br /> re-tie, re-dye, restick me<br /><br /> unstitch, unhitch, unknit me<br /> rewrite, relight, refit me<br /><br /> unravel and untravel and undo me<br /> retake, remake, renew me<br /><br />So I&#39;m no longer holey<br />But, by grace, am holy whole.<br /> Amen<br />[But the pot he was shaping from the clay was marred in his hands, so the potter formed it into another pot, shaping it as it seemed best to him. Jeremiah 18:4<br /><br />You knit me together. Psalm 139:13]<br /><br />May God bless the unravelling, and the remaking!<br /><br />With love,<br /><br />Esther<br /><br />P.S. For some reason I can&#39;t get a blog on google account, and I can&#39;t include my email, but it&#39;s cajunemus@ntlworld.com.Esther Simpsonnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672125489692725745.post-8124838306901752592012-01-19T20:50:52.677-07:002012-01-19T20:50:52.677-07:00This post makes me wish I had kept the sweater I knit as a beginner, for my brother as a Christmas gift. When he died in an auto accident as a very young man, I saw no purpose for keeping it, but just the thought of unraveling that yarn, transforming the hurt is so healing, thank you for sharing.merlinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10124315992587337524noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672125489692725745.post-40799436779789857542012-01-19T10:16:06.877-07:002012-01-19T10:16:06.877-07:00WOW! what a sad yet awesome story. I&#39;m so sorry for you but I worry about the same thing with my two younger sons. My husband adopted them, their birthman is a total looser and I worry that they will one day want to meet him and hang out with him and fall into his BS. Your story pulled a major heart string with me and to donate the yarn and make something new is so awesome. You inspire me. Thank you<br />Amytexasnascarcowgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00931502283648967024noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672125489692725745.post-67445771555057264752012-01-18T18:20:19.162-07:002012-01-18T18:20:19.162-07:00peace and hope, my friend.<br /><br />I have had a few of these guys and gals in my classroom over the years. <br /><br />peace and hopeStratozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10148600260976577216noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672125489692725745.post-29635153698941314762012-01-18T08:03:01.620-07:002012-01-18T08:03:01.620-07:00Dearest Deb - There are no words good enough or strong enough or wise enough to offer here. I wish you peace and joy, and a healing unravelling.Mrs. Micawberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08680436275934263596noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672125489692725745.post-37629649227814836082012-01-17T22:53:29.925-07:002012-01-17T22:53:29.925-07:00oh, my dear girl. . .thank you for sharing this . . .I deleted my blog (inspired by Lizard) because I am not willing to be open about my life, even though I know how valuable it can be for others when people do . . .so Thank You.Ceciliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10798076920636197851noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672125489692725745.post-76152010736773600422012-01-17T19:45:38.950-07:002012-01-17T19:45:38.950-07:00That was a very intense post. After all the terrible events that pocked your life 10 years ago, your enduring spirit really shined through when you talked about the &quot;UFO&quot; and donating the yarn to charity so it could keep someone warm. Then, you talked about Thursday being the first day of the rest of your life. You are an amazing, inspirational, and strong woman.<br /><br />Hugs from me to you.KBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16885661679762446456noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672125489692725745.post-42290075163643174642012-01-17T17:35:24.801-07:002012-01-17T17:35:24.801-07:00Thank you for sharing your story about your son. I can&#39;t imagine what it&#39;s like on either end, since I never had the guts/motivation to run away, and because I&#39;ve never been a mother. -Hugs-yulianknitshttp://yulianknits.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672125489692725745.post-26697853657609467092012-01-17T13:54:51.385-07:002012-01-17T13:54:51.385-07:00Thank you so much for sharing your story. I don&#39;t know what it is like to be an adoptive parent, even though my best friend is one. I don&#39;t know what it is like to be a foster parent, although I have friends who are. What I do know is that being a parent is about so much more than biology. It is about giving your heart, knowing it can be trampled on. It is about trusting God with your children, to watch over them when you don&#39;t get to. I&#39;m so thankful to be a part of your life, to learn from you, and laugh with you. God BlessShirleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17422842701701029242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672125489692725745.post-5172830338272519192012-01-17T13:02:01.528-07:002012-01-17T13:02:01.528-07:00Right now I have no words, only feelings and I cannot express them, there are tears. I learn more and more of just how special you are. My prayers will always be with you, your family. God bless you.glorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09909841401746816795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672125489692725745.post-82713191861493390872012-01-17T11:44:43.628-07:002012-01-17T11:44:43.628-07:00There&#39;s a silvery half-moon looking through the trees and if the moon could weep, this one would. For all of the days, all of the ways The Hurt keeps on bringing it. Unravel the hurt, the loss, the un-fixable, the broken, the irreparable, the good, the bad, the awful, the empty nights, the too-quiet afternoons, the absence of argument, the empty arms, the tomorrows that didn&#39;t. come. <br /><br />I will light a candle for you, for your big, brave, beautiful heart. For the love you share, the pain that comes with loving much, the hurt that comes with letting go.<br /><br />For all that is said and unsaid, for words and the lack thereof, there is little I can add. Just know that you are admired, appreciated, valued and understood.<br /><br />Hugs,<br /><br />TiTitaniumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14218418880329197678noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672125489692725745.post-68851721626258595842012-01-17T11:07:54.616-07:002012-01-17T11:07:54.616-07:00There are no wonderful words to heal your pain. But what you put into words is magnificent - and purging - just like unraveling. If I could give you a whole bag of three-to-a-sheller Peanuts, I would. As it is, I will just send you goat snuzzles on the wind.Marigoldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10109785080000770963noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672125489692725745.post-19986996040333493642012-01-17T09:33:04.995-07:002012-01-17T09:33:04.995-07:00Tomorrow night my thoughts will be with you. Warm hugs and special kisses...Ane Scherrerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02526904456314213013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672125489692725745.post-88055003961603613922012-01-17T08:49:40.428-07:002012-01-17T08:49:40.428-07:00Life can sure lead us through journeys of grief and tribulations.<br />You have shared with us from your heart today and you can be sure we all have those journeys too and somehow we just take it on.Delenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05267264823175290041noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672125489692725745.post-26175720994099561112012-01-17T08:45:47.208-07:002012-01-17T08:45:47.208-07:00God bless you for just trying. My husband adopted my youngest daughter and my son. My son has not realized the sacrifices and the love that my husband gave yet, but one day he will. Hope your son wakes up soon.Charlottehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16006372222854578391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672125489692725745.post-40729994808007733652012-01-17T07:54:41.619-07:002012-01-17T07:54:41.619-07:00I&#39;m sorry for your struggles and pain. <br />I teach the kids you were referring to, in a secure facility. I know how easy it is to love them and want to help them find their way to wholeness.<br />Thank you for giving your heart and time to your children, despite the pain you&#39;re now in. <br />And thank you for sharing with us so we can support you from afar.Tezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04914477611902687408noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672125489692725745.post-18249114337604258412012-01-17T07:51:30.948-07:002012-01-17T07:51:30.948-07:00Oh my...my heart goes out to you and your children. Your deep story has much pain, but also rays of sunlight....your son, he will take more time than a snowflake, but everyday we learn, and get closer to ourselves....somedays I could really kick my own self but then I remember I&#39;m my best friend. Sometimes life is just like baking a cake, some turn out good, some (like mine) have ended up in the refrigerator, which is silly, just cuz something is a bit lope sided doesn&#39;t mean it doesn&#39;t taste good...we all do eventually learn, we just keep baking and trying and in the end it&#39;s all about the trying that we remember most isn&#39;t it? xoxoxoxoKaren S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071361755673253230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672125489692725745.post-28770618701138282432012-01-17T05:21:37.011-07:002012-01-17T05:21:37.011-07:00So beautifully written, poignant and enriching. Thanks for sharing. Lovely to know more of the person who resides behind the facade of this fabulous blog. Your depth and ability to share it in words is beautiful.Petunia Pillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01015563707243134765noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672125489692725745.post-90406062997494173542012-01-17T05:17:17.540-07:002012-01-17T05:17:17.540-07:00I can&#39;t imagine the pain you and your family have had to deal with. I&#39;m not going to pretend I can. I just wanted you to know that someone heard you, today, and is thinking about you with prayer, and sending as huge a hug as internet words can bear.Chrishttp://mrscwmouse.xanga.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672125489692725745.post-17264921606009853502012-01-17T05:14:57.316-07:002012-01-17T05:14:57.316-07:00♥ oooohhhhh...♥Neferihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07172780369275198155noreply@blogger.com