tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917006732840712469.post6128743369590746289..comments2024-03-26T20:18:45.133-05:00Comments on The Generation Above Me: Jessie's Empty Nest in Toy Story 2Karen D. Austinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00681456166093275598noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917006732840712469.post-58417829455972902392020-09-11T04:24:40.289-05:002020-09-11T04:24:40.289-05:00Ah, you "get" it.Ah, you "get" it. Karen D. Austinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00681456166093275598noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917006732840712469.post-15356997393930192972020-09-09T23:42:57.801-05:002020-09-09T23:42:57.801-05:00My oldest daughter is 15 and I was listening to so...My oldest daughter is 15 and I was listening to some Disney instrumental music while working tonight. This song came on and even without lyrics, I started having myself a good cry. I had never seen the song that way, but it will be hard for me not to from now on. I was not surprised to find someone else had the same realization.3KDaddyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00381259176494913662noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917006732840712469.post-71586963739313402672020-02-03T08:02:46.084-06:002020-02-03T08:02:46.084-06:00Oh, I can only process one life change at a time. ...Oh, I can only process one life change at a time. (However, my mother did just move to assisted living, but I live a 26 hour drive away, so this affects my two sisters who live near my mother more than it affects me.) All my best to you. Karen D. Austinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00681456166093275598noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917006732840712469.post-82732436219295044502020-02-01T07:45:56.091-06:002020-02-01T07:45:56.091-06:00I had never heard that song, and yes, I cried, alt...I had never heard that song, and yes, I cried, although my one child, a son (who is rapidly approaching 30, only lives 20 minutes away. But there's another dynamic, too, where the roles of child and parent start to change as the parent progresses through the senior years, and (having been a caregiver to an elderly mother in law) I can't say I look forward to that for myself and my son.Alanahttp://ramblinwitham.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917006732840712469.post-656315158598319262020-01-28T08:21:12.272-06:002020-01-28T08:21:12.272-06:00Thanks, XmasDolly. It's a bittersweet song for...Thanks, XmasDolly. It's a bittersweet song for sure. Karen D. Austinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00681456166093275598noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917006732840712469.post-16406539667114622112020-01-27T16:39:15.139-06:002020-01-27T16:39:15.139-06:00Awww I've never heard that song. How pretty &...Awww I've never heard that song. How pretty & yet so sad. Thanks for posting. I'm glad I stopped by. hugsXmasDollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05060699205106128834noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917006732840712469.post-2500708449005617102020-01-27T07:43:30.444-06:002020-01-27T07:43:30.444-06:00Thanks for the comment. Yes, my son left a week af...Thanks for the comment. Yes, my son left a week after my daughter did this last summer. GAH! I just signed up to volunteer with Girl Scouts, so that should help distract me from my all-too-quiet house. Thanks for stopping by the blog. Karen D. Austinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00681456166093275598noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917006732840712469.post-38228387241569826612020-01-27T07:42:11.488-06:002020-01-27T07:42:11.488-06:00Thanks! I miss them, but I'm trying to find wa...Thanks! I miss them, but I'm trying to find ways to connect and serve young people here. Thanks for stopping by the blog, Corrinne. Karen D. Austinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00681456166093275598noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917006732840712469.post-2652321469026651182020-01-27T07:01:01.832-06:002020-01-27T07:01:01.832-06:00Karen,
Thanks for joining the 4M dance floor this...Karen,<br /><br />Thanks for joining the 4M dance floor this morning. It's so hard to let your children leave the nest, especially the first one to go. In our case, both of our daughters moved out at the same time which was double bitter pill to swallow. It nearly broke my heart but it prepared me for the day when our son followed suit making his own way into the real world. Although painful, the sting wasn't nearly as bad. I do miss those days of yesteryear when they were all under one roof where we all could enjoy together time. What I wouldn't do to have one more day like that yesterday...sometimes. ;) Have a boogietastic week! Cathy Kennedyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01738079671642137018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917006732840712469.post-1771016004489173872019-12-13T11:06:41.391-06:002019-12-13T11:06:41.391-06:00Not having children, I can't fully empathize w... Not having children, I can't fully empathize with you, but I can understand how hard it must be to let them go out into the "big, bad world". I'm sure they'll do you proud! Corinne Rodrigueshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11142098428026084994noreply@blogger.com