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Posted: 03.08.2003
Fly along with me, I can't quite make it alone
I'm temporarily breaking my self-imposed personal blogging silence because a lot of people I care about are in quite a bit of pain right now. I won't name names, but tears have been welling up in my eyes while going through my regular blog reads tonight. People that have been there with me to hold my hand and pass the Kleenex through my darkest hours are now facing much of the same pain themselves, some just in different forms. I want to grab a pint of Ben & Jerry's and a box of Girl Scout cookies and head on over. I want to pop open a bottle of wine with them whether we need it or not, just because we can (even though we wish we couldn't). Then throw on a lot of silly DVDs and sit up all night crying and laughing at the same time... But that's not really something you can do from hundreds, even thousands, of miles away.

I've been pretty absent from a lot of things in the last month -- friendships included. Please don't think I've forgotten about you or that I don't hurt right along with you. I had to retreat into myself for awhile and find some semblance of "center" again. I wouldn't be any good to any of us if I didn't. But every day finds me just a little bit better, a little bit stronger, and sometimes even a little bit happier. And I want to be there for you -- now and always. If you need me, and I forget to ask -- please let me know. And thank you for just being you. I pray for your strength, healing, and happiness daily.

You've got to give a little, take a little
And let your poor heart break a little
That's the story of,
That's the glory of love

You've got to laugh a little, cry a little
Until the clouds roll by a little
That's the story of,
That's the glory of love

As long as there's the two of us
We've got the world and all its charms
And when the world is through with us
We've got each other's arms

You've got to win a little, lose a little
Yes, and always have the blues a little
That's the story of,
That's the glory of love

That's the story of,
That's the glory of love...

Hey boy take a look at me...let me dirty up your mind...

Completely understand why you retreated and why you haven't been around as much as normal. There's only so far one very upset and sick woman can be stretched before she breaks.

I'm just working through the crappiness that is March 2003 and I'll be jumping out of my skin in April (or doped up on pain killers and moping around the house LOL!)

¤ ¤ credit: Jessica Parker | 03.08.03 at 07:28 AM | link--this ¤ ¤

((((((((Robyn)))))))) Many times you were there for me and you probably didn't even know.... I often came here when I was feeling down, your posts are unlifting to many. Hang in there sweetie.

¤ ¤ credit: Sandee | 03.08.03 at 09:39 AM | link--this ¤ ¤

{{{hugs}}} Can I just say "ditto"?

¤ ¤ credit: Cheryl | 03.08.03 at 12:09 PM | link--this ¤ ¤

we all need to find our center sometimes. And remember this about your neighbors: sometimes, something so catastrophic is going on in their lives that you won't know at all 'cause some of us have learned that we simply cannot put some of the down and dirty personal items out there.

Just every once in a while, send out a "warm thoughts" kind of vibe *g*

¤ ¤ credit: deb | 03.08.03 at 04:04 PM | link--this ¤ ¤

One of my most favorite songs. Love ya babe.

¤ ¤ credit: statia | 03.08.03 at 04:26 PM | link--this ¤ ¤

That has to be one of my all time favorite songs.


*sends a pint of Ben & Jerry's to help in the cheer up effort*

¤ ¤ credit: Sunidesus | 03.08.03 at 06:08 PM | link--this ¤ ¤

Robyn, you always manage to convey warmth and care at all the right times. I mean, last night you cheered me immensely. You seem to instinctively know exactly when to say hello.

Smooches, girl!

¤ ¤ credit: Da Goddess | 03.08.03 at 06:25 PM | link--this ¤ ¤

Rock On!

¤ ¤ credit: a different Bill | 03.08.03 at 11:18 PM | link--this ¤ ¤

You took the words out of my heart and posted them in your blog. Thank you for being you. {{HUGS}}

¤ ¤ credit: ginadapooh | 03.09.03 at 01:05 AM | link--this ¤ ¤


¤ ¤ credit: gnome-girl | 03.09.03 at 01:09 PM | link--this ¤ ¤

I'm glad you came back for a minute:-)

I greatly miss what is now not part of your blog but respect your decision on that.



¤ ¤ credit: Steve Hall | 03.09.03 at 07:05 PM | link--this ¤ ¤

Do you prefer Thin Mints or Trefoils? I'd be more than happy to come down there and have a good crying session. (Besides, we currently have a -12 degree wind chill factor here.)


¤ ¤ credit: Kathryn | 03.10.03 at 10:49 AM | link--this ¤ ¤

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