tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134218836690434702.post7309958434056279783..comments2011-08-13T07:38:34.881-04:00Comments on Blacktop to Blackboard: The Ones Who Got AwayMr. Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01873311180259512137noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134218836690434702.post-81423816368447312962010-03-17T00:05:22.737-04:002010-03-17T00:05:22.737-04:00Dear Mista,
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t...Dear Mista,<br /><br />What?! :)<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br /><br />Dear anonymous,<br /><br />thank you for your comment, I am glad something I wrote had meaning for more than just me.<br />I hope you will continue to enjoy future posts.Mr. Thttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01873311180259512137noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134218836690434702.post-19891597953345121192010-03-16T23:14:14.898-04:002010-03-16T23:14:14.898-04:00So I recently saw the original Clash of the Titans...So I recently saw the original Clash of the Titans again to prep myself for the remake. Your picture for this post reminds me of Medusa's head. Scary. Thought you should know...Yo Mista!http://yomista.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134218836690434702.post-655698552308517942010-03-15T19:41:45.421-04:002010-03-15T19:41:45.421-04:00shura,
I almost had tears trickle down my cheek w...shura,<br /><br />I almost had tears trickle down my cheek when you described 'the ones that got away'.. which included your stepfather and birth father. I have those thoughts often as well about loved ones who have passed away and they are physically painful to think about. I believe that from those losses and experiences we learn that life is filled with unexpected turns and twists and we must remind ourselves to let go of the silly none sense arguments or insults and just appreciate being in the presence of the other person..completely insinct with them and never forget to say how much you love and appreciate them.. even if they already know. One person I tend to do that with is my grandma. I call her as often as possible and tell her she is loved.. maybe because I part of me felt or feels guilty that I never got to say that enough to my grandpa who passed about 8 or so years ago. A man who had a rough exterior build up from post war trauma and a difficult life in the former soviet union. Therefore, from that loss I have some guilt that I still carry with me.. but also a better understanding that the only control we do have is how we behave now.. not what we said or did in the past because that is already history. One should never regret the past..just learn and grow from it. Maybe you don't have regrets but soley nastalgia for those people. I have both..though I know that regrets don't do me any good ( sorry for all the run-on sentences) :)<br /><br />You are loved. You are a gift for anyone's life you have been apart of.. past or present.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com