tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618393660102651883.post6080570311118705608..comments2023-07-13T02:20:08.472-07:00Comments on . . svensto . .: To Barbarasvenstohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06565466733067255410noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618393660102651883.post-7242810595630189472008-08-28T11:34:00.000-07:002008-08-28T11:34:00.000-07:00Darling Svensto,Where are you? I've become totall...Darling Svensto,<BR/>Where are you? I've become totally addicted to your Blog and I miss you. But, more than that, I'm concerned about why you are not posting. I hope you are not ill. Best thoughts and wishes to you.Annehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11271240795493541548noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618393660102651883.post-16877197585595674012008-08-28T05:51:00.000-07:002008-08-28T05:51:00.000-07:00I think you were not alone in your falling in love...I think you were not alone in your falling in love,... and mis-judging the fellow. I know I have done that too. Probably most women have, if the are honest about it. It's just a human trait. And there always is a postive side to it, I know, like you, even though the relationship didn't survive, I gained much from that marriage. I love your honesty! I love your blog!Cedar ...https://www.blogger.com/profile/18179231224253338673noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618393660102651883.post-50829340232886672452008-08-27T07:57:00.000-07:002008-08-27T07:57:00.000-07:00Another wonderful quality you and Shreve have in c...Another wonderful quality you and Shreve have in common - the ability to see the wisdom and joy that comes from all kinds of life experience and consequences of our choices.Lizhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13925164639039478342noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618393660102651883.post-24728705870254073822008-08-27T00:37:00.000-07:002008-08-27T00:37:00.000-07:00did he write you while he was gone?? How sad it mu...did he write you while he was gone?? How sad it must have been for you waiting.. women always are waiting it seems...maybe not as much now as before.. but they still wait... Marlene from CambriaMarlenehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01363607135332449650noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618393660102651883.post-85794644766720694652008-08-26T12:33:00.000-07:002008-08-26T12:33:00.000-07:00from shrinking violet to femme fatale...i love it!...from shrinking violet to femme fatale...i love it!<BR/><BR/>great post.<BR/><BR/>and if you ever find yourself in pittsburgh, my pirates may be terrible, but you are welcome to use my club level seats to enjoy a game in the most beautiful ballpark in the country. since a bad day at the ballpark beats a good day at the office, i rarely even mind that the pirates lose.hello haha narfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07172128004814968237noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618393660102651883.post-46919575645480211602008-08-26T10:22:00.000-07:002008-08-26T10:22:00.000-07:00Thank you for your wonderful blog! I still have re...Thank you for your wonderful blog! I still have relatives in Sweden (Stockholm). My mother stays in contact with regularly. I hope to visit them one day!<BR/><BR/>My mother contracted Bulbar Polio when she was 13 years old (1954). The good sisters at Emmanuel Hospital in Portland, Oregon were taught the Sister Kenny Method, and although she has some lifelong respiratory problems, she can walk, write (her right side, and writing hand, were initially paralyzed), and is now 66 years old and a grandmother. My mother talks to this day about Sister Kenny and the "boiling hot wool blankets."Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618393660102651883.post-65641873968819856392008-08-26T10:09:00.000-07:002008-08-26T10:09:00.000-07:00It seems like you are only just begining your memo...It seems like you are only just begining your memoirs. I can't wait to read more about your memories from the war. My mothers side of the family came from Belgium. I still remember my great Grandma's heavy accent. My other Grandma's brother was involved in the battle of the Bulge in Belgium. Thank You for some fascinating reading.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618393660102651883.post-49204969060465853732008-08-26T09:38:00.000-07:002008-08-26T09:38:00.000-07:00Thank you for telling this story and clarifying th...Thank you for telling this story and clarifying the story of "M." I am not surprised about the feelings you had and the beliefs you harbored when you entered into this relationship because you belong to my mom's generation and that is something I automatically (and correctly) ascribe to all of you. My naievete consists of thinking that every intention led to its ideal ending. It is good to be reminded that, in any and every generation, life takes strange twists and we do not always get what we expect. However, people weather their circumstances and become stronger and become the unique individuals they are because of that. If I could become a magical benefactor and go back in time and give you a "happy ending," to that story and then return to the present, you would not be the YOU who wrote the story any more.<BR/>So all I can say is, keep telling us your story. It's worth hearing.<BR/>BarbaraBarbarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05600817445206118167noreply@blogger.com