tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382277614743623418.post164824328234995305..comments2023-11-18T09:28:47.732-08:00Comments on Living here now: Another SunriseDenise Emanuel Clemenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10982725113569943337noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382277614743623418.post-17330300114998147992015-01-20T13:05:47.531-08:002015-01-20T13:05:47.531-08:00You are doing a sacred thing, locking up the booze...You are doing a sacred thing, locking up the booze, taking care of your mother. It's love in action, and very beautiful, hard as it is. 37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382277614743623418.post-35173100533318511332015-01-19T00:34:25.832-08:002015-01-19T00:34:25.832-08:00I hope you have a chance -- soon -- to let those w...I hope you have a chance -- soon -- to let those worries just dissolve.Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03313726816776097840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382277614743623418.post-90853371498929845732015-01-18T10:00:22.070-08:002015-01-18T10:00:22.070-08:00Yes! When my children were little, I used to get u...Yes! When my children were little, I used to get up before dawn to walk or run and every step I took I was nagged by the worries of what might happen if they woke up and my husband did not hear them. <br />But I was never a sneaker-outer. My boyfriend snuck in. Still. Plenty of anxiety there, as well. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.com