tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368158831786362298.post6577984127656528136..comments2020-07-05T23:30:10.578-04:00Comments on Eat Here Eatery: World without end. Amen. Amen.Angela Christensenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00629271379912565894noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368158831786362298.post-50781580243419480572015-07-08T21:16:50.117-04:002015-07-08T21:16:50.117-04:00Jeff, I'm so sorry it's taken me so long t...Jeff, I'm so sorry it's taken me so long to respond to this - and amazing what has happened since I wrote it and you read it! I truly believe that, while we may have perfectly human reasons to separate or disconnect, we are consecrated unto one another if we choose to be so, as Rodney and I are, and as you and Eddie are. There are blessings in the long-married that you know as well as I do...no matter how long it took everyone else to catch up and recognize that consecration for you and Eddie. Isn't it ironic that despite the fact Eddie and I've never met, we share - in the circles of those we love and those who love us - understanding of that consecration? Much, much love to you both. xoxoxAngela Christensenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00629271379912565894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368158831786362298.post-78822105633056337922015-03-23T07:57:17.704-04:002015-03-23T07:57:17.704-04:00Angie,
This was so beautiful and captured how tru...Angie,<br /><br />This was so beautiful and captured how truly blessed to share a life with love. <br />I never take for granted having that love. It's what I always wanted! Thank you for this beautiful writing. <br />xoxoAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11853056905641749835noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368158831786362298.post-74080961640227091162015-03-22T21:12:51.513-04:002015-03-22T21:12:51.513-04:00Dear, dear Mary, thank you. Indeed I think one of ...Dear, dear Mary, thank you. Indeed I think one of the blessings of age is supposed to be love. I think it might always have been in the eye of the Goddess or the Universe or God, or whatever is appropriate in one's own Lexicon of the Holy to sustain us, to make the going-awry of age-related things less frightening and troubling. So we are marvelously lucky in our long loves. Perhaps those long loves even serve as comfort to those around us who are not thus blessed. Much love to you and your long, dear love and the rest of your lovely circle of Home and all that is good.Angela Christensenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00629271379912565894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368158831786362298.post-3256273207006896542015-03-20T21:27:41.427-04:002015-03-20T21:27:41.427-04:00What a beautiful first-post-back, Angie! Long love...What a beautiful first-post-back, Angie! Long love has so many blessings as well as so many surprises. We are lucky in our long loves, aren't we? Even as we age, even as things go awry, we have our love. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368158831786362298.post-2395699935246672232015-03-20T20:00:30.169-04:002015-03-20T20:00:30.169-04:00Dear, dear friend, we miss those times, too, and I...Dear, dear friend, we miss those times, too, and I might have known this would resonate with you, who loved us enough to help us move house for the first time in 20 years. No feat for the less than dearly loved, that. Thank you for remembering, for always remembering. Love, love.Angela Christensenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00629271379912565894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368158831786362298.post-76823542754856035612015-03-19T23:39:10.622-04:002015-03-19T23:39:10.622-04:00This comment has been removed by the author.Jackiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16708708423596855492noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368158831786362298.post-83755148324015642452015-03-19T23:39:03.053-04:002015-03-19T23:39:03.053-04:00I am honored to say that I did know the Rodent bac...I am honored to say that I did know the Rodent back then and everything you say is true. If he couldn't fix it, it was of no use to anyone anymore. He was a wizard with computers, as well. Not to mention his wicked sense of humor. One of my fondest memories is eating blackened sheephead, fresh from the river and cooked on your deck. I miss the wine and pizza nights, miss them terribly, my dear friends. XOXOXOXOJackiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16708708423596855492noreply@blogger.com