tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6000858382516594426.post8215198462496299217..comments2023-10-06T08:10:05.853-04:00Comments on Necromancy Never Pays: Young Apple Tree, DecemberJeannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01374498643286099244noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6000858382516594426.post-63139566999993470352010-12-20T16:16:20.050-05:002010-12-20T16:16:20.050-05:00CSchu, reassuring words, yes indeed.CSchu, reassuring words, yes indeed.Jeannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01374498643286099244noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6000858382516594426.post-73532270261697160952010-12-20T06:54:41.043-05:002010-12-20T06:54:41.043-05:00What a lovely poem. It speaks deeply to me, too, ...What a lovely poem. It speaks deeply to me, too, as I am sure you can imagine. We will miss Eleanor tremendously. But she is ready.CSchunoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6000858382516594426.post-70912983522940203962010-12-15T10:18:39.516-05:002010-12-15T10:18:39.516-05:00Sil in Corea, Yes, that's it exactly...wanting...Sil in Corea, Yes, that's it exactly...wanting to step in front of the slings and arrows, but knowing that she doesn't need me to do that very much anymore!Jeannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01374498643286099244noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6000858382516594426.post-73235117715559406312010-12-15T08:51:05.577-05:002010-12-15T08:51:05.577-05:00Congratulations to your daughter and to you! You ...Congratulations to your daughter and to you! You chose a truly wonderful and appropriate poem. I remember the feelings when my oldest, my only daughter, went off to college. Letting go and knowing what a big step she is taking, wishing to protect her from the slings and arrows of life, yet trusting to her resilience and good sense to carry her through.~ Sil in Coreahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07950258284505174877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6000858382516594426.post-90674460354522118122010-12-14T20:36:30.420-05:002010-12-14T20:36:30.420-05:00Jenny, it's the loveliest poem I could think o...Jenny, it's the loveliest poem I could think of for this occasion; glad you like it!Jeannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01374498643286099244noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6000858382516594426.post-22732879575088487462010-12-14T20:34:23.734-05:002010-12-14T20:34:23.734-05:00Karen, I feel good; I feel like this is the right ...Karen, I feel good; I feel like this is the right decision for her. I also feel like you must have an interesting sense of the passage of time, here, since you used to babysit Eleanor when she was only a little older than your small one is now.<br /><br />Elizabeth, I don't know if it's a gender thing, but I do know there are lots of parents less nervous than I am. I observe that the older you are when you become a parent, the more nervous you're likely to be.<br /><br />FreshHell, we're all a little fascinated with how different Iowa feels but how similar the liberal arts college in a very small town is.<br /><br />Amanda, thanks.<br /><br />ReadersGuide, our soil is extremely rocky; you actually have to break sandstone with your shovel if you try to dig a garden.<br /><br />Florinda, I guess we can't beat our first experience!Jeannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01374498643286099244noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6000858382516594426.post-11936213964888657492010-12-14T20:27:24.744-05:002010-12-14T20:27:24.744-05:00Big congratulations to Eleanor!! She must be so ex...Big congratulations to Eleanor!! She must be so excited! And what a lovely poem to mark the occasion.Jennyhttp://jennysbooks.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6000858382516594426.post-58885901724337196732010-12-14T18:05:47.839-05:002010-12-14T18:05:47.839-05:00Congrats to Eleanor! I've been through this ri...Congrats to Eleanor! I've been through this rite of passage once (two more to go), and you're right; it's gratifying when the school your kid wants wants her (or him) too.Florindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09789402061034734894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6000858382516594426.post-61188557276486094892010-12-14T10:59:27.278-05:002010-12-14T10:59:27.278-05:00I like this poem, and actually, I like thinking ab...I like this poem, and actually, I like thinking about it in terms of my own actual apple tree in the back yard. Our soil is clay, not rocky. Hmmm.readersguidehttp://readersguide.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6000858382516594426.post-6063175067937116632010-12-14T09:00:59.642-05:002010-12-14T09:00:59.642-05:00Congratulations to her!Congratulations to her!Amandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07026099426503180472noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6000858382516594426.post-3654283842122057012010-12-14T09:00:03.654-05:002010-12-14T09:00:03.654-05:00I do, too. I think she'll do just fine. Iowa&#...I do, too. I think she'll do just fine. Iowa's not such a bad place to be and it's nice to not have the stress of further apps, etc.FreshHellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13051170717740487431noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6000858382516594426.post-71247976439045210652010-12-14T08:25:41.913-05:002010-12-14T08:25:41.913-05:00Because I didn't have daughters, and because I...Because I didn't have daughters, and because I've observed differences in how protective parents often are with daughters--I do wonder if the emotions are different based on the child's gender.<br /><br />Don't get me wrong, I didn't throw a party when my sons left home. Mostly I was excited for them, to see them moving on as emerging adults. I was also nervous, esp with the older son who has type 1 diabetes. It's his disease and was never mine to own but I did worry about how well he'd do without reminders (he did pretty well with only a few hiccups). <br /><br />Then again, maybe I am the freak of a mom :-)edj3https://www.blogger.com/profile/11137939126171451654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6000858382516594426.post-37458048182066891512010-12-14T07:47:28.451-05:002010-12-14T07:47:28.451-05:00Lovely.
Best wishes for Eleanor.
I cannot, yet, ...Lovely.<br /><br />Best wishes for Eleanor.<br /><br />I cannot, yet, imagine what you must feel as she succeeds and moves ever closer to establishing her own orchard. After all, my own small one still wants to be so close to mama that he all but crowded me off the edge of the bed when he joined us after a nightmare.Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05231614892716223391noreply@blogger.com