tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post8432544343892747845..comments2023-11-02T08:09:02.234-04:00Comments on Her Bad Mother: The Time-Traveller's LifeHer Bad Motherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03535958887714152413noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-87415224508254736052007-04-24T11:16:00.000-04:002007-04-24T11:16:00.000-04:00Welcome Back!!!I find it always nice to return to ...Welcome Back!!!<BR/><BR/>I find it always nice to return to my home filled with familiar things, smells and sounds.<BR/><BR/>But hey, don't get me wrong I love going on vacation as well.Karla Zamora, Digital Analysthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06505957478431304863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-74861278639712823062007-04-24T11:05:00.000-04:002007-04-24T11:05:00.000-04:00I could relate so much to this. We go on an annual...I could relate so much to this. <BR/>We go on an annual trip to Vermont (my parents, my sister and her family, and my family).<BR/>We've been going annually since I was about 6, stopped for a few years and then resumed when we started having families.<BR/>It seems like time does stand still - and the memories are amazing.<BR/>It's so necessary to do this - be away, be free, take a break, and introduce your child to it.<BR/>(and, you know - eat a lot of Ben & Jerry's ice cream)Laural Dawnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08459584652802529868noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-9826196285564427922007-04-24T10:43:00.000-04:002007-04-24T10:43:00.000-04:00catherine you have such a beautiful way of speakin...catherine you have such a beautiful way of speaking.you always make me smile.and if i could time travel i would certainly do so.wonderbaby is such a sweet little girl.hope her face is healing up well.LAVENDULAAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-75352635559944405072007-04-24T10:17:00.000-04:002007-04-24T10:17:00.000-04:00It is strange to leave and return... And OW on tha...It is strange to leave and return... And OW on that poor little face! How does the sidewalk look?tracey.becker1@gmail.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09606831315390042198noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-84602600457141585612007-04-24T09:35:00.000-04:002007-04-24T09:35:00.000-04:00This is so achingly beautiful. Thank you for cont...This is so achingly beautiful. Thank you for contributing more to this already lovely day.Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17350861069153040567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-34048635689211454222007-04-24T08:08:00.000-04:002007-04-24T08:08:00.000-04:00Beautiful post.We moved back home when our oldest ...Beautiful post.<BR/>We moved back home when our oldest child was two, which was odd. Very odd. We're used to it now, but for the first while we felt like we'd returned to our own childhoods with a kid in tow.Beckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13953517447164263617noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-33735621871667215792007-04-23T23:57:00.000-04:002007-04-23T23:57:00.000-04:00This is exactly how I feel when I'm away from blog...This is exactly how I feel when I'm away from blogging for awhile. Living the life I write about...only without thinking if it's blogworthy.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-46447529738144351602007-04-23T23:02:00.000-04:002007-04-23T23:02:00.000-04:00I love this! I remember how it felt, when I had t...I love this! I remember how it felt, when I had those two worlds, and you have written it oh, so well.MARY Ghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13178370815712313585noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-55958419698090813532007-04-23T21:53:00.000-04:002007-04-23T21:53:00.000-04:00I don't know why my 'pause' button doesn't work. ...I don't know why my 'pause' button doesn't work. We seem to be permanently on 'fast forward.'<BR/>Best wishesMaddyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05828186178060722812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-28547691015077483302007-04-23T21:37:00.000-04:002007-04-23T21:37:00.000-04:00What a perfect description of that feeling. And I...What a perfect description of that feeling. And I find it so much more real now that I come home, basically unchanged, but even a few days away is reflected in my little one.<BR/><BR/>Welcome home.NotSoSagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04782162947524115936noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-71923378512266155572007-04-23T20:17:00.000-04:002007-04-23T20:17:00.000-04:00Beautifully said, HBM. That's how I feel on vacat...Beautifully said, HBM. That's how I feel on vacation. And how cool is it that a blogger recognized you in an airport?!?Lawyer Mamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06819273107327846943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-32591463593251666192007-04-23T19:05:00.000-04:002007-04-23T19:05:00.000-04:00Such beautiful thoughts, such clarity. It's true, ...Such beautiful thoughts, such clarity. It's true, that time seems to pass differently depending where we are - mentally and of course, geographically. <BR/><BR/>This is one of those posts I'm going to come back to often.Mom101https://www.blogger.com/profile/15468524489744839899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-39356453275325071472007-04-23T18:25:00.000-04:002007-04-23T18:25:00.000-04:00Interestingly, the precise places of my childhood ...Interestingly, the precise places of my childhood and youth are gone - the places that I visit with friends and family are in the same areas (Greater Vancouver, and the semi-arid desert of the Thompson River and the North Okanagan in BC) that I spent my childhood and much of my youth, but are not the same exact locations. Nor are my family members in the same configurations of relationships. What remains constant, though - the spaces created by these loved ones, the space of *being* with these loved ones. The landscape of the past, if not the details of that past.<BR/><BR/>See? Foolish sentimentality.Her Bad Motherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03535958887714152413noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-89340984893934010202007-04-23T18:16:00.000-04:002007-04-23T18:16:00.000-04:00Oh, WonderBaby's face in the previous post makes m...Oh, WonderBaby's face in the previous post makes me cringe. Poor thing...<BR/><BR/>Welcome home. :)mamatuliphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02692442843330582571noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-12036126089830499392007-04-23T17:13:00.000-04:002007-04-23T17:13:00.000-04:00Glad you had the opportunity and chance to relax, ...Glad you had the opportunity and chance to relax, reflect, and to catch that breathe that never really seems to come too easily.The Mamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04476115430568660384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-30911202005820404062007-04-23T16:54:00.000-04:002007-04-23T16:54:00.000-04:00HBM, this is lovely, as usual.But this doesn't hap...HBM, this is lovely, as usual.<BR/><BR/>But this doesn't happen for me, sadly. The place where I grew up doesn't exist anymore. It exists physically, but it provides neither comfort nor respite.<BR/><BR/>Things changed. It happens.<BR/><BR/>But it's fun to imagine having the experience you had.Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05602868040771218507noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-51064035258059252512007-04-23T16:07:00.000-04:002007-04-23T16:07:00.000-04:00I 100% agree with you about traveling being someth...I 100% agree with you about traveling being something like time travel. The first time I went to India, I was entirely blown away by that feeling. How is it that such an entirely different world can exist from my own? Even more amazing, how is it that I am HERE? Even more amazing, how is it that mere hours ago, whle still wearing these clothes and without ageing more than a day, I climbed into this machine that brought me here. <BR/><BR/>On the other side of the coin, I also feel this when returning to old places I have long since left. Its almost impossible to beleive that, like with a book you put down or a movie you paused, life did not come to a standstill when I left it there.Catherinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07316677018586769316noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-83934024231803715892007-04-23T16:02:00.000-04:002007-04-23T16:02:00.000-04:00Welcome home time traveler.Welcome home time traveler.OhTheJoyshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05031731198115388411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-45113617543869360982007-04-23T15:49:00.000-04:002007-04-23T15:49:00.000-04:00P.S. I have no home to go back to, no place of you...P.S. I have no home to go back to, no place of youth. We moved too often and my parents do not live anywhere near anyplace I ever lived as a child or young person. I also rarely if ever meet anyone related to my past. So in that, I'm not really too sure about caught between two times in life.Julie Pipperthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03169574697104642479noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-23533106408296356602007-04-23T15:48:00.000-04:002007-04-23T15:48:00.000-04:00Ahhhhhhhh unplugging. So glad it was a good time w...Ahhhhhhhh unplugging. So glad it was a good time with your time away. I know what you mean.<BR/><BR/>As for the accolades? It just seems to be what is done. Why? Maybe we need to be a little flamboyant here, where we are so one-dimensional in a way, just words on page to reflect the complicated real person with real life.<BR/><BR/>As for me I can't catch my breath because I am running for all I am worth just to keep with with now, a time that somehow began outpacing me when once it moved so slowly it seemed like the Christmas that would never come.Julie Pipperthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03169574697104642479noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-50526370741975667942007-04-23T15:44:00.000-04:002007-04-23T15:44:00.000-04:00I had never thought about what you wrote before, b...I had never thought about what you wrote before, but soon as I read it it resonated with me. We go out to the lake every summer four four weeks and it is exactly like that. We call it lake time, I like your expanation better.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-20803655266875670272007-04-23T14:51:00.000-04:002007-04-23T14:51:00.000-04:00you've described perfectly how i feel when i fly h...you've described perfectly how i feel when i fly home to england. i am in desperate need of writing that post--the "caught between two worlds..two times..to identities.." one. it's all confounded, because we are seriously thinking of moving back, and so the ambivalence over "who AM I in that place???" becomes all the more complicated. It impinges...<BR/><BR/>Welcome back, dearest.gingajoyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01356643079413822527noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-62049941198241755292007-04-23T14:46:00.000-04:002007-04-23T14:46:00.000-04:00There must be something in the air lately, I've ha...There must be something in the air lately, I've had similar musings, and I've read several posts in that same vein. Time...she's a bitch. <BR/><BR/>Glad you enjoyed your vacation. Are you feeling better now?Blog Antagonisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09378330862349859998noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-18443893032074219692007-04-23T14:10:00.000-04:002007-04-23T14:10:00.000-04:00"Outside of time" is exactly how I feel when I'm o..."Outside of time" is exactly how I feel when I'm on vacation, but I've never thought of it those exact words. That's what I'm looking for right now - to be outside regular, clockwork, ever-marching time.Run ANChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06088821030860597465noreply@blogger.com