tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1440237202047243579.post8525799314464969106..comments2023-10-24T08:17:09.934-07:00Comments on little house: feelings, thoughts, and this big beautiful messKatie Richinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01484272063098720924noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1440237202047243579.post-79970958862312748622013-07-07T17:52:27.169-07:002013-07-07T17:52:27.169-07:00I love your blog! As someone with a mental health ...I love your blog! As someone with a mental health diagnosis I could relate when you said that one of your children gets a more support for their disability than the other. I don't know what the other child has, but I can share from personal experience that the first time I went to the mental hospital, I got a couple cards, the second and subsequent times, people felt that giving me their Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14881157496227545351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1440237202047243579.post-15163995178361750742013-07-02T09:36:04.502-07:002013-07-02T09:36:04.502-07:00This is so hard. I was sitting in a group of moms ...This is so hard. I was sitting in a group of moms of little kids and some of medium kids, discussing a book. In that context I had occasion to describe what we all thought life was like: grow up, get married, have great kids, get along well in school, have a few minor bumps, etc etc. Everyone agreed that's what they expected and pretty much that was how it was. And then you could see a littlePeg Lewishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18045192551906290398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1440237202047243579.post-48214282148860738722013-06-22T04:13:48.390-07:002013-06-22T04:13:48.390-07:00"You parents and you families whose lives mus..."You parents and you families whose lives must be reordered because of a handicapped one, whose resources and time must be devoted to them, are special heroes. You are manifesting the works of God with every thought, with every gesture of tenderness and care you extend to the handicapped loved one. Never mind the tears nor the hours of regret and discouragement; never mind the times when youMartiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15634334392185994491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1440237202047243579.post-51068319073016232512013-06-21T22:43:38.556-07:002013-06-21T22:43:38.556-07:00You're right.It IS hard.
I love you!You're right.It IS hard.<br /><br />I love you!Martiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15634334392185994491noreply@blogger.com