tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484567.post112805279864743625..comments2024-01-18T03:37:05.392-05:00Comments on • CLEW'S BLUES •: Untitled.clewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11160166319971765227noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484567.post-1128234030074335102005-10-02T02:20:00.000-04:002005-10-02T02:20:00.000-04:00big families are like spice racks with many spices...big families are like spice racks with many spices jars unlabeled and ready for tasting.Piratehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08376248135574964070noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484567.post-1128228864276819422005-10-02T00:54:00.000-04:002005-10-02T00:54:00.000-04:00There needs to be some kind of balance. My father ...There needs to be some kind of balance. My father has never been the most open of men with emotion, but I know how he feels. My mom? When I move out next year, I won't make it ten seconds without her calling.<BR/><BR/>You'll find that balance, Clew my dear. Maybe there's something they're stuck on, some reason they think you want to be alone.Tirithienhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04095337144144658703noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484567.post-1128212609568346702005-10-01T20:23:00.000-04:002005-10-01T20:23:00.000-04:00Are we sharing the same parents... the only differ...Are we sharing the same parents... the only difference is that my parents think my sister is a Diva while they think I'm the Hippie from HELL! No clue why, really. I think it could be because I went away to college at 17 and never really came home again. My sister on the other hand stayed home until she got married.... and remained in the same hometown forever. I spread my wings and flew! You write beautifully!dondon009https://www.blogger.com/profile/17555917921714099527noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484567.post-1128200977569880062005-10-01T17:09:00.000-04:002005-10-01T17:09:00.000-04:00I just reread my post - to clarify: I do NOT have...I just reread my post - to clarify: I do NOT have 4 children!!!! I have 2, and my sister has 2, hence the 4. And, I mean most people live to be grandparents.... Sorry, I get a little emotional about this subject and wasn't into proofreading. ;) Happy Saturday...Rebeccahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00747583945280534950noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484567.post-1128134985882605362005-09-30T22:49:00.000-04:002005-09-30T22:49:00.000-04:00Parents just don't understand!Parents just don't understand!Mikehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03140665475936923910noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484567.post-1128118958275551212005-09-30T18:22:00.000-04:002005-09-30T18:22:00.000-04:00Aaaah Clew. You and I need to talk. I often have ...Aaaah Clew. You and I need to talk. I often have the same feelings about my parents. They were wonderful when I was child - but once I turned 18 - it was like they lost interest? Or felt their job was done??? They never visited me, or called to initiate a visit. I always have to throw a big dinner for them to come over, and even then, it was a "maybe, we'll see". They used similar reasoning when I'd tell them I was upset and dissapointed with their lack of involvement - and they too would say "we don't want to overstep", or "we're letting you live your life". I'd always argue back that if they pushed their opinions on me, then fine - that would be intruding. But to not participate at all?? The final straw with me was that they moved out of state when my son was 11 months. Not to retire...my parents are only in their 50's. Why? Just because they wanted to. So they've left behind two daughters, one with no in law family to speak of (that would be me),and three beautiful grandchildren (actually, now 4) that they don't know. Most people live for grandparents! My kids, unfortunately - have none. And to me, that was the most dissapointing, lack of participation that anyone could ever do to me. It felt like a rejection of my children. I just don't get some people. I was glad to read your post and realize I wasn't the only one - although I'm really sorry you feel that way.Rebeccahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00747583945280534950noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484567.post-1128101801761802392005-09-30T13:36:00.000-04:002005-09-30T13:36:00.000-04:00Parents are weird. One minute they are all over yo...Parents are weird. One minute they are all over you and then they can be distant. Would you like to trade parents?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484567.post-1128095168578043792005-09-30T11:46:00.000-04:002005-09-30T11:46:00.000-04:00Awwww... Wouldn't it be nice if we could get that ...Awwww... Wouldn't it be nice if we could get that darned pendulum to settle in the middle instead of swinging wildly from one side to the other?Cherylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16600646161985648267noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484567.post-1128087543983632172005-09-30T09:39:00.000-04:002005-09-30T09:39:00.000-04:00you need to come to nyc, and i'll show you a good ...you need to come to nyc, and i'll show you a good time. I'm family!<BR/>:)<BR/><BR/>btw, that picture, that sketch is amazing. where'd you find it? unless you drew it.Bougie Black Boyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00506775720375703221noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484567.post-1128084460186005362005-09-30T08:47:00.000-04:002005-09-30T08:47:00.000-04:00How sad to feel the way you do. I am so sorry.I a...How sad to feel the way you do. I am so sorry.<BR/><BR/>I agree with Lori, her husband sounds like he is in the same place as your parents.Twisted Cinderellahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14273548648344779210noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484567.post-1128084041629221912005-09-30T08:40:00.000-04:002005-09-30T08:40:00.000-04:00I agree with Martie Clew. How can anyone not want...I agree with Martie Clew. How can anyone not want you around. You are a light of inspiration and honesty. You may be fretting over something that isn't even real. Talk to them. Trust me.Michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13474426124497486683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484567.post-1128062138754536212005-09-30T02:35:00.000-04:002005-09-30T02:35:00.000-04:00Wow.....!I'm sure that in their quest for letting ...Wow.....!I'm sure that in their quest for letting you live your own life and not have parents "cramping your style" they didn't mean for you to feel this way. Talk to them about your feelings.....it can't hurt anymore than it already does.Martiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18049225962948888764noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484567.post-1128057708409197612005-09-30T01:21:00.000-04:002005-09-30T01:21:00.000-04:00*hugs* Family dynamics are the hardest things in t...*hugs* <BR/><BR/>Family dynamics are the hardest things in the world to figure out. <BR/><BR/>My family is very loud and boisterous, and we do tend to get up in each other's business. Or at least the 8 of us who are closest do-- my mom and stepdad, brother and me, aunt, uncle, and two cousins. We're loud and exuberant and very demonstrative of any feelings, good or bad. And the fact of our love for each other has never been a question. <BR/><BR/>I'm the quietest of all of us, and the exuberance sometimes wears on me. I thought for awhile it would be nice to have a family more like my ex's family-- they are very quiet, very non-demonstrative, very non-pressure. But over time, I saw that the way my ex had grown up meant that I could never be sure of what he was feeling because he'd never learned to express it. And that is not something I'd want to do to my own future babies. <BR/><BR/>Clew, your parents must love you. I don't see how they couldn't.Bainwen Gilranahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10543794290905168511noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484567.post-1128054830725108002005-09-30T00:33:00.000-04:002005-09-30T00:33:00.000-04:00No, that cannot be true! I guarantee, they love y...No, that cannot be true! I guarantee, they love you, clew...<BR/><BR/>Your parents sound JUST like my husband. When he was growing up, and even into his adulthood, he says his mother was riding him constantly and that he vowed he would never do that to his own children. He has three daughters from his first marriage and though I know he loves them (they're grown and on their own) he rarely calls them and never goes to visit. Since I came onto the scene just four years ago, it's hard to know how to approach it all. He is who he is.<BR/><BR/>I, on the other hand, come from a large family of six children (I have 35 first cousins) and our family was - and is - very, very close. We have gone on family vacations together, once in '99 another in '01 (24 of us in all) and had a blast! We're actually fairly quiet people, but enjoy each other so much. The children absolutely love it and we almost fight over who gets to have Mom and Dad ride in their car!<BR/><BR/>Just tonight I was thinking I really need to call my stepdaughters. After reading your post, I KNOW I must...Lorihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05334129707341089450noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484567.post-1128053325219278422005-09-30T00:08:00.000-04:002005-09-30T00:08:00.000-04:00I LOVE your blog!! I couldn't sleep and so was si...I LOVE your blog!! I couldn't sleep and so was sitting here randomly browsing blogs and I've stumbled upon yours. I love your storytelling. My long-term boyfriend's family is quite the piece of work. <BR/>Anyhow, thanks for the great read. Feel free to check out my blog at www.burrwati.blogspot.comE.M.https://www.blogger.com/profile/07001991555579159751noreply@blogger.com