tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post484532882306628148..comments2024-03-10T05:18:37.521-04:00Comments on Stories From A Starry Sky: Happy birthday, Mom... A RemembranceTeresa Cypherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08940430996766842518noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-88680262944371964692012-10-14T02:24:19.604-04:002012-10-14T02:24:19.604-04:00Happy Birthday Teresa's mom! You gave us an ex...Happy Birthday Teresa's mom! You gave us an extraordinary person in Teresa. You would be so proud. I know I am! Love that country bumpkin gal of mine! <3<br />marsyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03673749082187132277noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-31667710964205551772011-11-28T06:27:39.050-05:002011-11-28T06:27:39.050-05:00Hi Teresa, I stop by here almost every day to see...Hi Teresa, I stop by here almost every day to see if you added anything but you can always get me at my regular email addy if you need or want. Hope you had a great Thanksgiving. No Turkey day here and we went out to eat in Lucknow where I was again staying but unfortunately whatever I had eaten did not agree with me the next day. Must have been all the Indian spice is my standard excuse these days for my intestinal issues! I do not even want to think of the other reasons or I may never eat again. Gag a maggot! I hope you get a chance to watch Ghandi. It was a good movie and I believe it earned some awards if I am not mistaken. That is the actresses name, thank you for taking the time and effort to do some reading on Ghandi. Not sure how much more of this "different" life I can take. Hanging on by the skin of my teeth. (where ever did that saying originate?) Will update you more and later on regular email. Miss your posts and pics in fb but hopefully I will be back on before too long. (((hugs)))marsyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03673749082187132277noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-68133863242090500052011-11-22T08:38:34.158-05:002011-11-22T08:38:34.158-05:00Marsy :-) I am sorry that Christmas is across the...Marsy :-) I am sorry that Christmas is across the pond. And I sure will be thinking of you come this Thursday...I don't know if you can even get an "American-ish" sort of Thanksgiving meal over there?? Wow, your life is so different, and so tough, yet so amazing right now. Go for the gusto! I have never seen Ghandi. I guess I was busy with little kids when it was released, but I did just look up the actress who played Ben Kingsley's wife, Rohini Hattangadi, and did some background reading on Kasturba Ghandi's life. I will have to watch the movie... I will send you an email, not sure if you will see this or not :-) And thanks for the encouragement, my friend. I miss you--and I miss seeing your posts on facebook! I am not posting much there right now, but do stop in daily to read the posts of others. A big hug to you!Teresa Cypherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08940430996766842518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-20424891605442111002011-11-10T14:23:12.657-05:002011-11-10T14:23:12.657-05:00My lovely country bumpkin friend...we had original...My lovely country bumpkin friend...we had originally planned to come home for the holidays until he became "persona non-gratis" so unless something drastic happens it looks like Christmas in India. I met a wonderful woman and actress last weekend. The lady who played Ben Kingsley's wife in the movie "Ghandi". We were invited to her home to collaborate on a project she is doing. I need to google how to spell her Indian name. If I tried I would just butcher it. :)~ I went to Lucknow with Dan again for several days but I had intestinal issues so went to the "private hospital" of his boss and had a consult with the Dr. and got several presripts at the hospital pharmacy all for FREE! Now, India medical care is cheap but cannot get any cheaper than that. I was the only patient at the time. If I had not improved by the next day he was going to admit me...I think they just want something to do! Anyway, I did avail myself of the spa again and got a facial, a head massage which also included my feet, arms, shoulders and back. Then a deep conditioning hair treatment and shampoo. I will miss these services above all, especially the fact they are FREE also. India is such a world of extremes. I hate it and love it. Our house boarder had the gall to fire my maid while we were gone. I told hubby he has to deal with that issue. Too hot for my temperment. I will keep nudging you as long as you keep promising to write on. If you slack off I will dam sure push you girl! We country girls are tough! No thanking me sweetie, thank you for making me laugh and cry! love you and hugs back across the pond!marsyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03673749082187132277noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-74288991897211191952011-11-02T21:30:06.436-04:002011-11-02T21:30:06.436-04:00Marsy :-)) Sweet, sweet, friend. Your words move ...Marsy :-)) Sweet, sweet, friend. Your words move me...they give me a nudge to keep going...keep making fingertips meet the keys. Thank you :-)<br /><br />Will you be home for Christmas--any chance of it?<br /><br />Hugs across the deep and wide ocean :-)Teresa Cypherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08940430996766842518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-5030025813713906802011-11-02T21:25:56.929-04:002011-11-02T21:25:56.929-04:00Marjaan, thanks for taking time to read it. And t...Marjaan, thanks for taking time to read it. And thank you for your kind words. Difficult week for me, but the caring "virtual" hands of friendship reaching out, makes it easier to get through the memories. :-) Thanks so much... Blessed be...Teresa Cypherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08940430996766842518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-79699487720186067072011-11-02T07:57:52.930-04:002011-11-02T07:57:52.930-04:00Teresa,
I read this again and am still as moved b...Teresa,<br /><br />I read this again and am still as moved by your words as I was the first time I read it and shared it on fb. It is one of my favorite postings of yours because I can see and feel your thoughts and emotions as you write. I am truly in awe of you my friend. (hugs)marsyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03673749082187132277noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-74897830382511919782011-10-27T22:31:01.837-04:002011-10-27T22:31:01.837-04:00Just read this touching tribute to your lovely mom...Just read this touching tribute to your lovely mom. It made me cry....may she be blessed..<br />and may God give you comfort.marjaan manoonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01483121731473041431noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-27459477847775234832011-10-24T19:10:27.530-04:002011-10-24T19:10:27.530-04:00Thank you, Debbie :-) And thank you for taking the...Thank you, Debbie :-) And thank you for taking the time to read it :-)Teresa Cypherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08940430996766842518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-15401374034429537262011-10-23T15:12:17.300-04:002011-10-23T15:12:17.300-04:00What a lovely way to immortalize a lovely woman. T...What a lovely way to immortalize a lovely woman. Thinking of you.<br /><br />~DebbieDebbie Maxwell Allenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02533418585502995994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-438310479628495052011-10-22T12:02:07.245-04:002011-10-22T12:02:07.245-04:00Hi Deborah :-) Thank you for sharing your thought...Hi Deborah :-) Thank you for sharing your thoughts; I know it hurts to relive the pain of parting. I love your grandmother's quote...that Bible with the quote written in her hand is surely a cherished thing! But not near as cherished as your memories. When I was a little girl, my grandmother used to sit in her rocking chair and say, "I'm lonesome for the dead, Teresa." I can see how as we grow older, that becomes the case. Not to dismiss how we love and cherish those with us amongst the living, but after you lose so many wonderful people, it seems to change the perspective...when there are as many people dear to you beyond the veil of death as there are here in life... <br /><br />The moments when we are so alone do pass. One of the blessings of being part of humanity--we are part of something; we just have to find the will to extend our hands and our hearts and we will find what keeps us from a solitary existence...<br /><br />Thank you for visiting, my friend. Much love and a big hug coming back to you :-)Teresa Cypherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08940430996766842518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-65342784296063435652011-10-22T11:48:54.181-04:002011-10-22T11:48:54.181-04:00Janette, I think your words are very true...no mat...Janette, I think your words are very true...no matter the nature of the relationship between mother and child, it is life altering to lose a mother. Thanks for reading this, and for the birthday wishes for my mom. :-) I hope they are smiling and aware of the happy things here on earth. :-)Teresa Cypherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08940430996766842518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-13240502165971596062011-10-22T11:44:27.604-04:002011-10-22T11:44:27.604-04:00Hart, thank you for reading this, and your kind wo...Hart, thank you for reading this, and your kind words. :-) <br /><br />We all should be so blessed with a long and full life...Teresa Cypherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08940430996766842518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-44226510196234766402011-10-22T11:43:10.659-04:002011-10-22T11:43:10.659-04:00Kizzia, thank you for taking the time to read this...Kizzia, thank you for taking the time to read this. I hope they met too...that is sort of my hope of a reward beyond this life--that we all are blessed with the friendship of kindred spirits. Thanks for sharing about your father and your gran. I have heard the moment of death described as one of the "holiest" moments in a person's existence. I would want my children there with me, holding my hand, talking to me... All 8 of us surrounded my mom's bed for the last moments of her life. I hope she knows, I hope she carries that memory with her, some way, somehow...Teresa Cypherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08940430996766842518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-1352457270280021232011-10-21T22:07:14.913-04:002011-10-21T22:07:14.913-04:00By the way... This is Jay Squires. The only thing...By the way... This is Jay Squires. The only thing I could post my comment under was my Google mail account, which goes under my legal name "George".George Whttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07141432856783348610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-74085813034354987382011-10-21T22:03:42.391-04:002011-10-21T22:03:42.391-04:00Dear friend, what you have written here is a profo...Dear friend, what you have written here is a profoundly moving tribute. I was moved by it to the extent that I explored it in my blog. I also lifted some quotes from the fans of your blog as it related to your subject. I hope I wasn't out of order there. I just want to give you my personal congratulations, here, and to thank you for your honesty and courage.George Whttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07141432856783348610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-85282054500080565212011-10-21T00:49:34.541-04:002011-10-21T00:49:34.541-04:00Dear Teresa, my friend. Had to be hard and heart-s...Dear Teresa, my friend. Had to be hard and heart-soothing at the same time to write that entry. Both my first husband and his mother (who became as dear to me as any mother could) have died, and sometimes I feel so alone in the world. There are only our memories of them to keep us going...and thank God for those! My grandmother had one thing written in her Bible, it said, "It's amazing what God can do with a broken heart when you give Him all the pieces."<br />Sending much love and hugs,<br />DebDeborah/TheBookishDamehttp://abookishlibraria.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-19821039035035608082011-10-20T00:20:15.139-04:002011-10-20T00:20:15.139-04:00Teresa, this post made me cry. It is life-changing...Teresa, this post made me cry. It is life-changing to lose our mother, whether we've had a nurturing relationship with our mom or a complicated one.<br /><br />Happy belated birthday to your mother. Hoping she and your dad are in Heaven smiling down at you.<br /><br />Have a beautiful week ahead.JDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05234966786590125696noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-45094321443988176472011-10-18T00:13:52.898-04:002011-10-18T00:13:52.898-04:00hi, regards from indonesia. have a nice day with y...hi, regards from indonesia. have a nice day with yur mom.Drummer and Bandhttp://drummernband.blogspot.com/2011/09/whos-your-favorite-band-or-idol.htmlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-67059562384793967212011-10-16T15:50:24.375-04:002011-10-16T15:50:24.375-04:00It's a beautiful remembrance. And you are abso...It's a beautiful remembrance. And you are absolutely right. As hard as it is to lose someone at ANY time, it is at least the way it was meant to be when we lose them at the end of a long full life. Thank you for sharing this.Hart Johnsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17599570189253229318noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-53373179807129991552011-10-15T19:26:33.623-04:002011-10-15T19:26:33.623-04:00Your mom sound so like my Gran. She made magic ha...Your mom sound so like my Gran. She made magic happen in my life on daily basis until she passed, in my dad's arms, just over 9 years old. I can't see the keyboard for my tears and I hope that they have met in the afterlife, I'm sure they would have got on. <br />I hope you are ok and know that she is smiling down on you, revelling in the beauty of your words.Kizzia https://www.blogger.com/profile/13033284940593354024noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-63637114187566772342011-10-15T19:04:50.403-04:002011-10-15T19:04:50.403-04:00Breadcrumbs for a trail back...Breadcrumbs for a trail back...The Gingerbread Househttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01134092244573000230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-84615638248572986752011-10-15T12:40:17.826-04:002011-10-15T12:40:17.826-04:00That is interesting, your observation that to comm...That is interesting, your observation that to comment felt "intruderish". Looking at the post now, it does appear that I was a having a conversation with myself. :-) <br /><br />What a beautiful remembrance of your mother... I hope that she does, too. :-)Teresa Cypherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08940430996766842518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-14314751446950741092011-10-14T12:24:55.856-04:002011-10-14T12:24:55.856-04:00Teresa.
A very personal post and at first it fel...Teresa. <br /><br />A very personal post and at first it felt a little bit 'intruderish' to comment on that. I could say all of the things that everybody always says, but I won't. I'll leave you with a thought.<br /><br />My mother died 3 years ago on the day before Christmas, at the age of 81. In her bedroom, on the nightstand, next to the old 'Blaupunkt' radio she kept a picture of her mom. Every night, before she went to sleep, she took the picture in her hands and kissed her mother goodnight. Always saying: "I'll see you in the morning, mom". Now she probably does.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11320213221694079186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-70826685994784420262011-10-14T11:47:46.924-04:002011-10-14T11:47:46.924-04:00I miss her too, Zigzee. And I love you so much......I miss her too, Zigzee. And I love you so much... It is odd, looking back on a year ago...how it seemed as if time turned to a slow crawl as it all played out before us. This terrible dream from which we could not awaken. And then, it was over. But for that brief time, all the world stopped for us. With a singular focus, we shared her final days (nights) and wherever she is now, the essence of her that endures, she recalls that we sat by her side night after night... love put us at her bedside, and love made us return to keep our vigil. And love brings us to our memories today...Teresa Cypherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08940430996766842518noreply@blogger.com