tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-604899319643719818.post6985302639328510090..comments2014-05-28T13:15:18.019-04:00Comments on Custom-Built Life: Our Simple Father's DayJenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10882922385943295183noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-604899319643719818.post-24577145721159779622012-06-20T22:48:06.473-04:002012-06-20T22:48:06.473-04:00I love your pedestal. And you're right about l...I love your pedestal. And you're right about love—it doesn't divide. It multiplies. <br /><br />That's what I'm going to teech my babys in our home skool. Times tables and long divizhin.Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10882922385943295183noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-604899319643719818.post-3951221000101795152012-06-20T17:34:03.043-04:002012-06-20T17:34:03.043-04:00This makes me thinks about my dogs. I was telling ...This makes me thinks about my dogs. I was telling someone how much I love my fur babies (especially my Mollie girl, who I am very bonded with), and they downplayed my emotions by saying "once you have kids, you'll understand what real love is and you won't feel that way about your *dog* anymore". That is so belittling. How dare someone assume that they know the depth of my love, or that if I have a child, my love would somehow diminish for my pet? Love doesn’t get divided. I don’t have a finite amount of love to give. I may feel a different type of love for a (potential) child than I do my pet, but that makes my love for Mollie no less significant. <br />The same is said for pain. Don’t downplay your emotions. If you miss your husband, or are upset that he has to work on a special occasion, that’s okay. It’s completely normal and valid to feel that way. Just because the pain is less than what you would feel if he were ‘deployed’, or ill, or any other variety of less-than-pleasant circumstance happened, does not mean that you don’t still have the ability and right to acknowledge your feelings about what is happening. What makes us successful or what makes us losers is our ability to acknowledge, deal, and move on to a place where we can be at least content.<br />And now, I’ll step off my pedestal and let you get on with your day.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00720018332143694869noreply@blogger.com