tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1683148468069385825.post5478121396874352809..comments2024-02-24T11:02:36.770+11:00Comments on The Clown and Poker: Unfinished postingArtaxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13841147515999189957noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1683148468069385825.post-7099509355291865872011-02-07T12:54:53.356+11:002011-02-07T12:54:53.356+11:00I can't even tell you how much I love your exp...I can't even tell you how much I love your expression of love for J: "But he is enough, and more than enough to fill my whole soul with happiness. In the few days after his birth, his mere existence filled my heart with a rough fierceness that could only be understood as instinctual love of a mother animal. But as he grows into himself, his goodness, his beauty, his laughter and mischeviousness, himself, he makes that love soften and round out and expand, until now it presses against my insides every day. It is enough." I love it.Laura Deehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02623444503804234407noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1683148468069385825.post-1097732430180662452011-02-01T15:57:05.825+11:002011-02-01T15:57:05.825+11:00Lovely. I always like your writing. Hang in ther...Lovely. I always like your writing. Hang in there with the migraines--glad you have the magic pills.Letterpresshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13983311236791267553noreply@blogger.com