tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772512266126169984.post6947684302855015599..comments2022-11-08T08:46:06.595-07:00Comments on Illuminating sadness: sprinkle me with glitter and sequins to hide the ugly truthMeganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05606525445492654731noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772512266126169984.post-58592452490427349462010-10-14T15:13:56.499-06:002010-10-14T15:13:56.499-06:00Megan, I love the part about being the crazy bird ...Megan, I love the part about being the crazy bird feeding lady because I have often wondered which crazy lady I will be. Also I relate to seeing the sunshine, glitter and shiny things but not being able to touch them. I feel as if they are dangled in front of me just close enough but not within reach. Church right now is not often for me, maybe it should be more often. I wonder how the last 11 1/2 months have gone because I feel like a outsider most of the time who puts on a mask to make the days go by.<br />Blessing to you my dear friend and I look forward to catching up on your blog.Jaydens mommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03824821037785455767noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772512266126169984.post-74010000773446291132010-10-11T20:11:09.098-06:002010-10-11T20:11:09.098-06:00Annie, Wow. We too are Mormon. I know we are sup...Annie, Wow. We too are Mormon. I know we are supposed to be at peace, and know where she is and she came for a body, and for a reason, but I am having a hard time with it all. That's great. BUT I want MY baby. Alive. And healthy. Not dead and broken. <br />Girl, we need to TALK! Glad you found me!Meganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05606525445492654731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772512266126169984.post-20438449894856813722010-10-11T13:10:05.924-06:002010-10-11T13:10:05.924-06:00Oh my goodness. So right on. I haven't dared...Oh my goodness. So right on. I haven't dared write much myself about how much it sucks going to church (afraid I'll be struck by lightning, on top of everything else that's happened!). We're Mormon, so going to church is like hanging out in the Maternity Ward for three hellish hours every single week. It create an impenetrable wall of pain that no peace and comfort could ever hope to break through. I ofter wonder why I even go. People's stupid comments (as you wrote about earlier) don't help either.Anniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12316978989809741699noreply@blogger.com