tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682499942234804128.post1159051983741111020..comments2024-03-24T07:40:30.032-04:00Comments on A Word Edgewise: To A DaughterLinda Mitchellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00833034575304594924noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682499942234804128.post-1570188840801286092019-01-27T22:56:47.591-05:002019-01-27T22:56:47.591-05:00Oh, goodness--I'm tearful reading this just af...Oh, goodness--I'm tearful reading this just after Daisy's gone back to college. I'm enjoying the trio of Pastan--isn't she heir to Mary Oliver? (although I believe older), and look, my neighbor in Potomac, MD, too!Heidi Mordhorsthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16496427007514895950noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682499942234804128.post-64517196053486980362019-01-27T18:56:56.959-05:002019-01-27T18:56:56.959-05:00I am with you -- both Pashtan's poem and yours...I am with you -- both Pashtan's poem and yours speak to me. My girl is 20, and I a thrilled to see her thriving and can't wait to see where she heads, but my heart looks back as well. I hope you had a wonderful birthday celebration. I'm glad my postcard finally made it!Kayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08210045352610490115noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682499942234804128.post-16876518122533869702019-01-26T19:47:19.145-05:002019-01-26T19:47:19.145-05:00Save me a slice, would ya? Boy does that look deli...Save me a slice, would ya? Boy does that look delicious, and you are right that nothing beats a cake made with some mom love. Terrific poem, too, Linda. The perfect accompaniment to L.P.'s. -- Christie @ https://wonderingandwondering.wordpress.com/Mrs. Wymanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10601071678011498746noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682499942234804128.post-56228965134427760012019-01-26T17:00:46.228-05:002019-01-26T17:00:46.228-05:00Lovely heartfelt cake and moving poems Linda–Wonde...Lovely heartfelt cake and moving poems Linda–Wonderful how we can communicate via gestures without any words, and this grows through a lifetime–Happy Birthday to your girls!Michelle Koganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02575814872372518994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682499942234804128.post-562277849917207162019-01-26T16:35:26.707-05:002019-01-26T16:35:26.707-05:00Lovely cake, lovely poem! Congratulations on your ...Lovely cake, lovely poem! Congratulations on your birthday palooza!Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12463332371535167975noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682499942234804128.post-86314776118963189202019-01-26T08:56:21.744-05:002019-01-26T08:56:21.744-05:00I love both of these poems and both pulled on my h...I love both of these poems and both pulled on my heartstrings. Enjoy that fabulous looking cake!Molly Hoganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16975100905434379155noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682499942234804128.post-86535288934115425842019-01-26T08:14:16.088-05:002019-01-26T08:14:16.088-05:00What a gift for your girls to have not just a cake...What a gift for your girls to have not just a cake to devour at the celebration, but also the poem that will provide them with a lifetime of hugs! And those two postcard poems couldn't have been more perfect, eh?Mary Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09078793537148794310noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682499942234804128.post-68114197619215191892019-01-25T22:04:21.303-05:002019-01-25T22:04:21.303-05:00Your poem is lovely, Linda, and captures the wistf...Your poem is lovely, Linda, and captures the wistfulness we feel as our children head out the door into their own lives. Happy Birthday to all, and thank you for sharing your post card treasures!Catherine Flynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00390699128046569127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682499942234804128.post-61663390194561540672019-01-25T14:05:22.168-05:002019-01-25T14:05:22.168-05:00Oh, I love your poem to your daughter, Linda. It&#...Oh, I love your poem to your daughter, Linda. It's lovely, and touching, and Pastan was the perfect lead-in. Your cake is beautiful, too! :) Karen Edmisten https://www.blogger.com/profile/04446214835142625161noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682499942234804128.post-13705763414548440552019-01-25T12:02:38.034-05:002019-01-25T12:02:38.034-05:00I love the mood you captured in your poem. It'...I love the mood you captured in your poem. It's so true. Loved the cake. And thanks for sharing a poet new to me.Jonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04299647754479967070noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682499942234804128.post-20016315280299261952019-01-25T11:45:26.633-05:002019-01-25T11:45:26.633-05:00What a lovely, tender poem, Linda. Happy Birthday ...What a lovely, tender poem, Linda. Happy Birthday to your daughters! Your cake is beautiful. :)jamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07859083373087448194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682499942234804128.post-42487574360383394312019-01-25T11:28:30.201-05:002019-01-25T11:28:30.201-05:00I left home when I was about 20, but thankfully I ...I left home when I was about 20, but thankfully I ended up only moving to another part of the same city, so I was home for dinner at least once a week. :-D Funnily enough, it was my parents who moved far away after they retired!Jane @ www.raincitylibrarian.cahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12721142460522914540noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682499942234804128.post-63702432049825233202019-01-25T10:37:20.345-05:002019-01-25T10:37:20.345-05:00What a magnificent way to capture the joys of bein...What a magnificent way to capture the joys of being able to (and desiring to) connect with one's children in deep ways. I've always loved that Pastan poem, and now you have made it yours in a very special way.Tarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13626451110946889157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682499942234804128.post-32418383251802357122019-01-25T07:25:01.369-05:002019-01-25T07:25:01.369-05:00You are so blessed to be able to celebrate with th...You are so blessed to be able to celebrate with them. My youngest went too far away when she was that age, so I had to be satisfied with a phone call on her birthday. I have to admit, though, I love having adult children. The adventure just gets better and better. Margaret Simonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04434866104385187658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682499942234804128.post-43440214635271531732019-01-25T06:40:35.876-05:002019-01-25T06:40:35.876-05:00That cake and that buttery icing... YUM! Your poem...That cake and that buttery icing... YUM! Your poem is lovely - and those keys jangling like an alarm clock were very real to me. Linda's poem would be a fabulous mentor text. Great choice! And lovely haiku for you - each different , but very beautiful.KatApel - katswhiskers.wordpress.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01297639228969549518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682499942234804128.post-61368241470149793152019-01-25T02:01:54.558-05:002019-01-25T02:01:54.558-05:00Happy birthday to your daughters. They do grow up ...Happy birthday to your daughters. They do grow up quickly don't they? (though mine is still quite young!)Erin Maugerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03821993150157241805noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682499942234804128.post-5584434118840410322019-01-25T01:04:20.650-05:002019-01-25T01:04:20.650-05:00I am touched by your loving poem to your daughter,...I am touched by your loving poem to your daughter, Linda (actually two Happy Birthdays). These lines bring me back to the video of my grandbaby who is on vacation with her parents in Utah: I didn’t want you to know<br />that I didn’t always understand<br />your babbling.<br />Your beautifully decorated cake reminds me of the artistic cakes my mom made for my children. Have a great weekend, Linda.Carol Varsalonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02589714711155938528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682499942234804128.post-22460144079933837982019-01-24T21:20:34.394-05:002019-01-24T21:20:34.394-05:00Nice piping on the cake, Linda! Sounds like a good...Nice piping on the cake, Linda! Sounds like a good birthday-palooza. Your poem is so affectionate and respectful, building a positive relationship with a solid foundation. Tabathahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14367572663591077922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682499942234804128.post-56179254382431109592019-01-24T19:32:47.838-05:002019-01-24T19:32:47.838-05:00I feel ya. My kiddos are 21, 18, and 17. Our babie...I feel ya. My kiddos are 21, 18, and 17. Our babies aren't babies anymore, and the time went by so incredibly fast. I was truly touched by both poems. We have to hang on to those sweet memories, but we also have to remember to stay present. There are so many more memories left to make.Kimberly Hutmacherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17481478199892532599noreply@blogger.com