tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21680390.post3868430716624357035..comments2023-10-17T06:32:16.879-05:00Comments on yawp: Like That, Like ThatUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21680390.post-46145310840614851452008-06-14T10:31:00.000-05:002008-06-14T10:31:00.000-05:00a response somewhere else.a response somewhere else.dshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01323532931538618723noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21680390.post-78121774222642787302008-06-14T10:14:00.000-05:002008-06-14T10:14:00.000-05:00Remember when you used to say, "I can't wait to gr...Remember when you used to say, "I can't wait to grow up" and adults around you would shudder in almost horror? Now I know why.XOXOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00148102601705438305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21680390.post-8988056931773460222008-06-13T10:50:00.000-05:002008-06-13T10:50:00.000-05:00ugh... I hate getting older (and therefore wiser)....ugh... I hate getting older (and therefore wiser). It is so unbelievably bittersweet.Mel Ohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17924407989662059788noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21680390.post-15220301562243407932008-06-12T18:04:00.000-05:002008-06-12T18:04:00.000-05:00Thanks for the reminder.Thanks for the reminder.Woodrowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03467758362728287442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21680390.post-38532890871956464592008-06-12T10:56:00.000-05:002008-06-12T10:56:00.000-05:00We all have those moments. Mine was when I was fou...We all have those moments. Mine was when I was four and we had to call something off because work called.<BR/><BR/>I think that is one of those reasons I try to always do what I say I am going to do. And my gut churns when I can't.<BR/><BR/>We go through life insulated by illusions about how life works. The people we love won't hurt us. The people we love will keep their word. The people we love will answer the phone when we call. The people we love will be there when we need them. And some times that illusion gets shattered and we feel the cold wind of hard reality blowing.<BR/><BR/>So what do you do then?<BR/>~BPPAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com