tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-197597102880101691.post5915392831398710171..comments2024-03-27T13:22:58.455-07:00Comments on Eye on the Edge: How the past lives onDJanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07152183871573797791noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-197597102880101691.post-34010261518336141832011-07-11T11:30:48.512-07:002011-07-11T11:30:48.512-07:00You certainly do look frightened in that picture a...You certainly do look frightened in that picture and I can see why. Fear is so individual, isn't it. What frightens one person is not frightening to another. The trouble is, we carry that fear with us into later life and then remember it at times least expected.<br />Shall I buy you a shovel for Christmas?Stella Joneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06699491230987143490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-197597102880101691.post-54434591077920990612011-07-11T07:37:49.907-07:002011-07-11T07:37:49.907-07:00I had one of those moments with my Dad as a child....I had one of those moments with my Dad as a child. We were walking across the bridge in downtown Reno when he picked me up and swung me over the railing - as if to throw me over the bridge! I was fearful of walking over that bridge for years. I would always give my father a wide berth when we did. I have no idea why he did that - I guess it was an impulse that he thought might make me scream and laugh. Well it accomplished the first one.Nancyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13178290697351352495noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-197597102880101691.post-81988065280554187352011-07-08T21:49:31.152-07:002011-07-08T21:49:31.152-07:00Hey DJan, I think it is just a phase you are going...Hey DJan, I think it is just a phase you are going through. Pete died recently and then Fathers Day and then naturally your thoughts of Chris..sometimes I think that in grief we cycle back and forth bits and pieces at a time..otherwise it would be too much for us as fragile loving human beings.<br /><br />You are who you are, and you are who are because of the things that have happened to you that have shaped your life.<br /><br />I like the blogging world..acceptance and support abound..some people like you just the way you are..and you meet many people who you would never have the opportunity to meet otherwise...so for that I am grateful..because I like having a wild jumping out of airplanes hiking elder as a friend:)Far Side of Fiftyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07995757632158408442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-197597102880101691.post-74471889834750064952011-07-05T18:22:43.451-07:002011-07-05T18:22:43.451-07:00Indeed you should continue to do what you love to ...Indeed you should continue to do what you love to do for as long as you can.<br /><br />I just walked out to get the mail - as I looked at the pavement I thought about my heart surgery and that it is a modern miracle that I am here to study something as benign as the pavement in the street. I felt the warm sun and the breeze on my face. I'm f*#king alive and glad!Robert the Skeptichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10863488312604865183noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-197597102880101691.post-40866712144450690742011-07-05T08:45:54.583-07:002011-07-05T08:45:54.583-07:00Images, memories, mementos all tell a story of wha...Images, memories, mementos all tell a story of what is important in our lives. They are what we carry with us. To us they have meaning. Others may never understand or care why these things are important to us, but that does not matter. For some reason, to us, they define who we are, what we want to remember, and what we hope to become.Sally Wesselyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06470453773515491625noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-197597102880101691.post-20378693948484819152011-07-05T06:13:16.262-07:002011-07-05T06:13:16.262-07:00Your thoughtful musings do you great credit. There...Your thoughtful musings do you great credit. There's nothing superficial, about them. You are honest and open and I am glad to see that no commenter abuses your openness.<br /><br />Settling for what passes for getting old? I doubt that very much. You have long been wise, so that's not it. You live a very active life, that's not it either. Your heart hasn't shrivelled up, your capacity for love is as great as ever. No old age visible here too. So, my dear, where you just thinking of numbers?<br /><br />Numbers don't matter, they are arbitrary.Frikohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04277167831642088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-197597102880101691.post-76841354740538303322011-07-05T01:01:21.389-07:002011-07-05T01:01:21.389-07:00I'm always so impressed with your thoughtful p...I'm always so impressed with your thoughtful posts. You force me to reflect on my own beliefs. I'm quite enjoying the concept of growing older and more at peace with myself. The blessing of retirement is the freedom. I've let go of the pressure to perform and can accept whatever gifts the day provides...but jumping out of planes is not one of them.<br />Happy 4th of July. I hope you had a great day.<br />JannAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-197597102880101691.post-28335866351750457752011-07-04T21:15:32.498-07:002011-07-04T21:15:32.498-07:00Uh, that's shared - not shred!Uh, that's shared - not shred!Trishhttp://www.synchrosecrets.com/synchrosecretsnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-197597102880101691.post-82989759613514216312011-07-04T21:14:38.077-07:002011-07-04T21:14:38.077-07:00Honestly, DJan, there's a book in these posts,...Honestly, DJan, there's a book in these posts, a memoir of what you have lived through, how you place these memories, what you have learned. I don't know of any other women your age who leap out of airplanes or hike what you hike for fun. You're a rare soul and somewhere, somehow, that should be shred with others. Let your blog be your template. <br /><br />It's as if you're the redefining of a paradigm about aging.Shirley MacLaine, girl, has got nothing on you!Trishhttp://www.synchrosecrets.com/synchrosecretsnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-197597102880101691.post-7436734353097101062011-07-04T08:31:24.910-07:002011-07-04T08:31:24.910-07:00And you never know before hand what will evoke a r...And you never know before hand what will evoke a response but you keep telling your truth. Your memory of fear and your Dad's response is a good reminder to honor each other's feelings.Grandmother Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18169464484379536529noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-197597102880101691.post-64765414922467770242011-07-04T06:34:30.409-07:002011-07-04T06:34:30.409-07:00dearest DJan: working my way backwards to see wha...dearest DJan: working my way backwards to see what you've written. this touches my heart. I hope your talisman comes to your aid.California Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12582691517303132274noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-197597102880101691.post-34734754208189780182011-07-04T06:19:26.710-07:002011-07-04T06:19:26.710-07:00I think it's wonderful that you continue to ju...I think it's wonderful that you continue to jump out of perfectly good airplanes and take long hikes and do all the things you do - you don't let your age define who you are or stop you from doing the things you want to do. It is one of the many things I admire about you.Gigihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05467164195744234746noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-197597102880101691.post-57702625975368582042011-07-03T18:26:49.656-07:002011-07-03T18:26:49.656-07:00This makes a lot of sense. We have to know the pas...This makes a lot of sense. We have to know the past to live the future. <br /> Don't worry about being an old lady. I think you would be disappointed as it'll never happen. We stay active in our mind. Our body may age but our mind goes on. Unless you're like me. I had my second TIA two weeks ago. During these incidents I don't make new memories.Redhttp://hiawathahouse.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-197597102880101691.post-18257169774465355712011-07-03T16:29:57.997-07:002011-07-03T16:29:57.997-07:00I say do everything you want to while you can. Li...I say do everything you want to while you can. Life is short. People need more gusto!! You really live your life and I admire that. And you have share your heart with us, too, and I admire that also. :):)Ritahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02043285884495492598noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-197597102880101691.post-32748706637978890642011-07-03T14:00:52.972-07:002011-07-03T14:00:52.972-07:00Your fear is so evident in that picture. I once sa...Your fear is so evident in that picture. I once saw a live broadcast of a man who had dug a large hole in the sand in Florida and it caved in on him with just his head sticking out. It took hours to get him out. Each shovel of sand removed, more fell in on him and the weight of the wet sand made it hard for him to breath. I had no idea how dangerous that could be. <br />You keep your life so full. I admire your zest.<br />Arkansas PattiAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-197597102880101691.post-91693753048014175862011-07-03T09:54:16.632-07:002011-07-03T09:54:16.632-07:00It's nice how often your posts here remind me ...It's nice how often your posts here remind me of my own moments and memories, things I don't often think of or haven't remembered in years. I think that's one of the appealing things about this blog-by sharing your own memories you remind us to look at our own past through a different lens than we might typically use. <br /><br />I like the talisman. I, too, have things of those I love. I don't necessarily carry them with me, but I do have them close. My uncle gave me an abacus of his when I was younger; he died nearly 20 years ago yet that abacus has occupied my bedroom since then. It's something that makes me smile and think of him fondly whenever my gaze rests on it. <br /><br />I think everyone marks time in some way. For a lot of the people I know it's by relationship-"Oh, that was when I was dating so and so." For me it's pre/post sobriety. <br /><br />You are definitely of a new age of older folks! You are setting the bar pretty damn high, too:)Whitney Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07766231420593480962noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-197597102880101691.post-43176084056074002552011-07-03T08:27:30.958-07:002011-07-03T08:27:30.958-07:00I don't visit often enough, DJan...but I love ...I don't visit often enough, DJan...but I love your thoughts and blogs. Keep on ...please.wendyytbhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11958628213008688022noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-197597102880101691.post-71572253208971437702011-07-03T08:26:10.846-07:002011-07-03T08:26:10.846-07:00It is so interesting how images can be imprinted a...It is so interesting how images can be imprinted and we can call them forth, feeling that moment as though it was still present. In so many ways, it still is. The picture of you as a child really signifies that feeling of helplessness. Having a person I trusted laughing at the time would cement it in (pun intended, I suppose). Knowing, years later, that it's not as significant as it felt then is important and good to know.<br /><br />Having the zest for life you do will carry you through and it is so inspiring to me. Thank you.Teresa Evangelinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05495114564099989481noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-197597102880101691.post-63736825942501619692011-07-03T07:57:16.382-07:002011-07-03T07:57:16.382-07:00Nice, DJan. I liked what you said about that coin...Nice, DJan. I liked what you said about that coin from Chris. It's too bad he didn't tell you what specific act it was for. Do you keep photos of him and Stephen in your wallet also? <br /><br />For the longest time, I used to keep a bunch of photos of each year of my daughters' lives until they grew into adults and I put the photos somewhere else. When I went to people's homes, I would take them out and show them to my friends.<br /><br />Maybe, I should keep a small photo of my family in my purse. Right now, I have nothing to remember them by.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com