tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814371161135780214.post1734391216640256581..comments2022-03-20T17:45:54.207-04:00Comments on Seibold Fam: Stop it.Chelshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05666836821590092643noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814371161135780214.post-46139499971934121112012-02-01T02:13:39.447-05:002012-02-01T02:13:39.447-05:00I feel like I just read my own journal. Amen to it...I feel like I just read my own journal. Amen to it all. And I think our husbands must be an awful lot alike, whenever I read your blog, I'm like "Hey, my hubby does that too/acts like that too/says stuff like that too/etc." My hubby rocks my world, and G sounds equally as awesome. We are blessed women.Camille Spencehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16277827026214299198noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814371161135780214.post-5620265262011278692012-01-24T16:02:25.048-05:002012-01-24T16:02:25.048-05:00Chels - Pretty much you are the most amazing and w...Chels - Pretty much you are the most amazing and wonderful person in existence. I think we all feel that way at times though...I know I do a lot. But I always wish I was more like You!!! You're the bomb. I miss you. The End.The Clarkshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07920662073230833744noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814371161135780214.post-57477122625110471682012-01-15T13:09:50.443-05:002012-01-15T13:09:50.443-05:00I hope you don't mind that I am leaving a long...I hope you don't mind that I am leaving a long comment.<br />First-Ugh! I am sorry that you had that emotional explosion. I have a number of times I have done that before.<br /><br />Second-Your post made me think of this quote:<br /><br />Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.<br /><br />Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.<br /><br />-Louis De Bernieres<br /><br />And that is my long comment.<br /><br />Jamee<br />xoxoThe Mrs.https://www.blogger.com/profile/12946783507978953581noreply@blogger.com