tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post2927925706809166341..comments2023-10-07T07:26:20.469-07:00Comments on Flux Capacitor: the edge of seventeenMaggie Mayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14699674732274478502noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-10116245995482022292011-06-14T09:51:31.315-07:002011-06-14T09:51:31.315-07:00I am just sitting here stunned. Tears on my cheeks...I am just sitting here stunned. Tears on my cheeks. This is so truthfully and beautifully written, and strikes deep, deep, heart-deep for me today.Evangelinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03364960377582088174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-30793368930983731292011-06-12T16:29:17.122-07:002011-06-12T16:29:17.122-07:00When my wonderful funny crusty and tender husband ...When my wonderful funny crusty and tender husband was killed four years ago I realised that the risk we human beings take in loving and being loved unconditionally is that one day one will experience loss and a loss made more savage and profound because of the measure of the love. But I would not have had it any other way. In your family there is the "magic" as with ours - not too many have the actual "magic" and you know it when you have it. You will never lose him - he may walk out into his own life as you did but because of that love he will wend his way back bringing with him hopefully someone who loves him unconditionally and will warm to you so that each of you don't see the other as some sort of threat - a hard call which from my experience takes more tolerance from the older ones - one day hopefully he will have and hold a child/children like himself and your family will grow richer.Middle Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09962830669606760640noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-37327276312259777492011-06-11T12:33:00.850-07:002011-06-11T12:33:00.850-07:00Moved me to tears.
My boy is 16 now, and I look a...Moved me to tears.<br /><br />My boy is 16 now, and I look at him, and just want to pick him up again.<br /><br />16 years worth of life together, in a blink of an eye.<br /><br />Incredible.Alexandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00609629888008025050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-39924082287702953982011-06-10T18:54:19.704-07:002011-06-10T18:54:19.704-07:00This is amazing, I'm crying this has opened my...This is amazing, I'm crying this has opened my eyes on some things thank youAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-69959244099880377882011-06-09T18:00:59.269-07:002011-06-09T18:00:59.269-07:00So beautiful! As a mom, and while not there where ...So beautiful! As a mom, and while not there where you are, I felt this, and feel this, especially when watching my daughter and processing the seemingly random moments of her childhood, wholeheartedly. Just beautiful!Jessicahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13580525191212992829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-59493531259492907142011-06-09T17:09:09.877-07:002011-06-09T17:09:09.877-07:00He will leave, but he won't stay gone...
Ha...He will leave, but he won't stay gone... <br /><br />Harley and I go to Borders together a lot too. It's one of our regular haunts. Projecting forward, I can only imagine how you must be feeling.<br /><br />Sending love,<br />xo pfPetit fleurhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02626110471501778855noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-74207467087374453262011-06-08T20:55:26.411-07:002011-06-08T20:55:26.411-07:00I read this yesterday, on my birthday, and it real...I read this yesterday, on my birthday, and it really hit home, because today is my son's 2nd birthday, and he is so far from being 17. And yet I get it. <br /><br />You write so beautifully. I think you would love the book The Chronology of Water by Lidia Yuknavitch. It's a memoir, written by the woman who wrote this essay:<br /><br />http://therumpus.net/2011/05/the-urgent-matter-of-books/Lesliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06210056029582203814noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-51658009975559847052011-06-08T19:04:03.759-07:002011-06-08T19:04:03.759-07:00Oh, Maggie, I understand this aching so so well, a...Oh, Maggie, I understand this aching so so well, and oh how beautifully said.37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-76244321365854249482011-06-08T16:54:10.256-07:002011-06-08T16:54:10.256-07:00You said it just right. I've grieve for the l...You said it just right. I've grieve for the little boy Angel as much as I enjoy grown man Angel. I often feel like Puff, of Magic Dragon fame.Brigindohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05499279435958916161noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-9916726727524611532011-06-08T16:20:50.518-07:002011-06-08T16:20:50.518-07:00Thank you for the honesty and beauty of this line:...Thank you for the honesty and beauty of this line:<br /><br />I easily understand the crazy mother of literature who keeps her son living at home and sabotages his relationships, I am a few rock skips across the lake from her.<br /><br />I understand. I'm going to need some serious therapy/deep breathing/prayer/beer when my son chooses a partner. (He's 6, so y'know, long way off, but still, you probably thought that 11 short years ago).6512 and growinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05992480917176737462noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-61625185276889984292011-06-08T14:05:26.477-07:002011-06-08T14:05:26.477-07:00Maggie - Your writing is so so beautiful and pure....Maggie - Your writing is so so beautiful and pure.Suzannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12202648762891840098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-83828026114902472972011-06-08T13:06:52.881-07:002011-06-08T13:06:52.881-07:00wow! love that- it is exactly how I feel. My son...wow! love that- it is exactly how I feel. My son is 14 and starting HS and I feel like this all the time.Shelley Ehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10555699372696058142noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-26333805060694432662011-06-08T12:34:22.113-07:002011-06-08T12:34:22.113-07:00Ouch, this hurts my heart! But so beautifully exp...Ouch, this hurts my heart! But so beautifully expressed. My little guy is only 16 months, and I try sooo very hard to soak up his little sweetness - crinkly smiles, wide eyes, tiny little butt - but even as I'm there soaking it up, time is seeping away from me! I just know that it will feel like a blink when I am staring at some grown 17-year-old who swallowed up my baby . . .Larahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05685057543005963653noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-32941117633694401232011-06-08T10:10:07.004-07:002011-06-08T10:10:07.004-07:00Oh Mags, I am in tears. I knowit, so well. My Matt...Oh Mags, I am in tears. I knowit, so well. My Matthew is 14, 8 inches taller than I, has a girlfriend, may even have a summer job. It's gone way too fast.gojiramahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00274986971214588604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-13584711307761436472011-06-08T09:52:49.872-07:002011-06-08T09:52:49.872-07:00Maggie, I was nursing Oliver while reading this......Maggie, I was nursing Oliver while reading this...and crying while reading this. <br /><br />Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful.Carolinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04953764061091454844noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-27507005998693183842011-06-08T09:22:00.982-07:002011-06-08T09:22:00.982-07:00Just gorgeous.
I can still see hints of my son&#...Just gorgeous. <br /><br />I can still see hints of my son's newborn face, when he makes certain expressions or is sleeping. My heart splits and tenderizes and then grows back bigger every single day. You've described the feeling perfectly.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-26825981755450523262011-06-08T08:11:56.745-07:002011-06-08T08:11:56.745-07:00Jesus, Maggie. I'm hysterical right now and my...Jesus, Maggie. I'm hysterical right now and my son is only 7. In fact, I'm blown away by your age range of kids. One on the precipice of sitting up, the other on the precipice of life. "Mama you breathe too loud..." oh, the requests of a little boy and a big boy sure are different.hayleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13720994882731022679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-39818241637935358792011-06-08T07:14:09.652-07:002011-06-08T07:14:09.652-07:00Oh, I know. my fifteen-year-old girl will fly so ...Oh, I know. my fifteen-year-old girl will fly so far and I will be here without her! Waaaaahhhh!Lone Star Mahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14339475499304565638noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-50960537343722556862011-06-08T06:56:07.177-07:002011-06-08T06:56:07.177-07:00Ah, so very beautiful and touching, Maggie!Ah, so very beautiful and touching, Maggie!Hannah Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15792203070774504501noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-67626811008160503162011-06-08T06:39:02.173-07:002011-06-08T06:39:02.173-07:00Bittersweet...you described this loss beautifully....Bittersweet...you described this loss beautifully. My son is 25, my only son, and letting him go was the hardest thing I've ever done, for so many reasons. Now my daughter, who's 18, is about to leave for college in a couple of months and the experience isn't any easier. The thought of her leaving takes my breath away. Thanks for sharing.Melinda Owenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15674801908254491273noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-7994139945733384672011-06-08T05:52:54.247-07:002011-06-08T05:52:54.247-07:00crying, at work. glad I can blame the runny eyes ...crying, at work. glad I can blame the runny eyes on a sinus infection.<br /><br />when I see your son, when I see your words about him I see my own son and my own feelings. Our boys seem so much alike.<br /><br />I know that 17 will come fast, though it seems a lifetime away. <br /><br />I live in the sort of neighborhood where boys will stay with their mothers until they are married, and sometimes longer. I don't like it, necessarily, but I secretly want that for myself.Lorahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11721629115039897949noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-57212038640230116642011-06-08T05:26:16.224-07:002011-06-08T05:26:16.224-07:00Yes. Exactly. And beautifully, pristine-clearly pu...Yes. Exactly. And beautifully, pristine-clearly put. <br />I always say, "Who came and took my babies and replaced them with these grown-ups?" I love the grown-ups but the babies...<br />Oh. I miss my babies.<br />And then...grandchildren. <br />I love you, Maggie May. I do.Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-44883943210731649882011-06-08T04:45:18.715-07:002011-06-08T04:45:18.715-07:00Krista said it perfectly, "you just ripped my...Krista said it perfectly, "you just ripped my heart of of my chest." Seriously. <br />Those are some beautiful moments, memories... and realizations.Corinne Cunninghamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07604810312185816792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-80089794882702483392011-06-08T04:12:18.120-07:002011-06-08T04:12:18.120-07:00Yes.
But the other thing is, nothing and no one ...Yes. <br /><br />But the other thing is, nothing and no one can ever take all that time and all that love away, because although reality passes it isn't temporary. You have given him something permanent. And he has given you something permanent as well.Juliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06668252458131596362noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972647577919000054.post-10236905987728891872011-06-08T03:53:15.790-07:002011-06-08T03:53:15.790-07:00Ow, that hurt. Even though beautifully :) Dread, d...Ow, that hurt. Even though beautifully :) Dread, dread, dread....Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com