tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8158219585502141716.post7762934110588606674..comments2024-03-14T01:02:05.296-07:00Comments on birds on a wire: a moment of clarity Johannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00341166590919510790noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8158219585502141716.post-48429822172439165202014-03-22T05:19:24.629-07:002014-03-22T05:19:24.629-07:00Hello Jaz! Never do I feel that you are intruding ...Hello Jaz! Never do I feel that you are intruding by leaving a comment, if anything, I should be better at replying and popping by other blogs.<br /><br />Johannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00341166590919510790noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8158219585502141716.post-13765738529558331342014-03-21T14:17:55.091-07:002014-03-21T14:17:55.091-07:00Am SO happy you came by my blog and left a note so...Am SO happy you came by my blog and left a note so I could find you. This was beautifully written and you've expressed the difference between FB and blogging so well. I have only recently joined FB so that I could see my kids' photos without them having to send them to me specially. I have been pleased to get back in touch with people I haven't connected with other than Christmas cards, but I see it as a very different medium from my blog. I visit FB in quick bursts, check in, and leave. Here I sit and think about what I want to say, and read blogs slowly and thoughtfully and try to comment when I can. Nanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15547916206007733970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8158219585502141716.post-52096400137954708392014-03-21T04:08:58.184-07:002014-03-21T04:08:58.184-07:00It is one of the best parts of being a mother - kn...It is one of the best parts of being a mother - knowing that those children are YOURS and that they are happy to be yours! Social media is such a time sucker and mental drain. I really limit what I do and don't get sucked in. Living real life is much more important.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8158219585502141716.post-55149679062083298692014-03-20T20:07:26.774-07:002014-03-20T20:07:26.774-07:00What a sweet boy you have. I've been stepping ...What a sweet boy you have. I've been stepping away as well but its hard as I'm rebranding my business and neing on Facebook and Twitter is part of my work. Still, when my daughter is home, my laptop transforms into a music box and nothing more. Rachel Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07050119457229635051noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8158219585502141716.post-45442648479301054252014-03-20T16:23:11.527-07:002014-03-20T16:23:11.527-07:00i hope you don't feel that i am intruding when...i hope you don't feel that i am intruding when i leave comments but your life is a lot like mine was long ago. i never really thought about my kids being gone until it was about to happen and i cried constantly. it was awful when they left but i helped them go and supported their choices. and all these years later, one is living at home and the other is a block away. leaving our parents home is a relatively new idea when you think about it. fifty years ago, most of us lived with our parents/ grandparents or very close by.jaz@octoberfarmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17249328159454897124noreply@blogger.com