I hope you read this post before you read the previous one.
Daughter asked me if I didn't even cry during Elder Son's speech; I didn't. I wish I could have. The previous post explains, I hope, why I don't cry any more. Except over silly sentimental songs.
It might sound sad; it probably is sad. But I've accepted it. It doesn't mean I love any the less.
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I read them in your preferred order.
A feeling of anti-climax is inevitable after every big thing in life. I've felt it after organising conferences, performances and projects.
Sometimes it is mild self-doubt, as in how could I have done that better? Other times it is post-elation deflation, as in that was brilliant, I'll never top that, I've not got anything that good in the diary to look forward to at the moment.
It has to be an actors curse and I suspect the parents curse as well. Don't look on it as losing a child, regard it as getting an extended family of delightful but strange relatives. (Assuming standard deviation norms there).
Have a great holiday and we will look forward to your return, refreshed, inspired and motivated.
P.S. I cry when little Cosette sings "Castle in a cloud" in Les Miserables.
What a sad little post... fortunate that the rest of the family makes up in the tears dept, hm? You're obviously destined for a lifetime of mopping up the floods...
Oh...Liz...I'm shedding few tears as I write this comment...this morning I attended the Dawn Service...it's Anzac Day here today...and I've just finished watching the Dawn Service that was held down on the Gold Coast at Currumbin...is was so moving. I'm hopeless...I cry...my grandmother used to always say to us, "we, in this family, all pee out of our eyes!" I think she was right! ;)
Liz...don't be dejected about the rejections...when you least expect it, an acceptance will land on your doorstep...just you wait and see. Just think...those who reject your writing have no taste!
You will enjoy the week away...it will allow your thoughts to sort themselves out...just relax and let it be.
I don't know what to say Liz other than look forward to the new experiences your son's marriage will bring you. I guess your cold and the build up to the day have left you feeling down now that it is all over.
I don't understand why your writing is not getting recognition, I honestly have a feww tears in my eyes as I read your last few posts.
Have a great and relaxing holiday. We look forward to reading all about it when you return
x
We put walls around ourselves to protect us from pain and sometimes they do their job too well. But one day, the tears will come and with them will come ease.
Ah, but the BBC is reporting that you've got that wedding thing behind you ;-)
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/wales/6593207.stm
I've read all your posts since the wedding. A beautiful day...and you are a beautiful person. I hope you never doubt that Liz. You are so lucky to have such a warm and wonderful family...but, they are so lucky to have you too. Sending you (((((big hugs))))....you are a special lady.
Maybe if your new shoes were tighter?
They looked fine in the photo by the way.
I've had times when I've wished I could still cry.
I had one recently. Just felt completely blank.
Are we hard on ourselves?
No matter that your heart be as strong as an Iron box or as fragile as bone china, know that God holds it tenderly and completely.
I can relate to the no crying thing, Liz, a lifetime of not letting 'them' think they've broken me!
Almost 2 weeks since we heard from you. Hope all is well and that we see you back here soon.
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