tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1285843419841798976.post9091630003805554833..comments2023-06-21T05:51:58.830-07:00Comments on Rebekah-Outnumbered: Preschool for MomsRebekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17012298655256803057noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1285843419841798976.post-6741635986424343242009-10-10T18:42:41.998-07:002009-10-10T18:42:41.998-07:00(This comment was sent my way. I thought it was w...(This comment was sent my way. I thought it was worth sharing.)<br /><br />Again, your writing was theraputic for me. I tried to leave this comment on the blog but couldn't get it to accept my google password. I must not have it right...<br />My boy of 19, Micah, just moved out (remember the one you tutored when your oldest was just a baby!). I am so grateful that he still relaxes against me when I hug him. But, I remember these days of 3 and 4 years old and wish I could return, sometimes...<br />Thanks for your writing, for the way it makes me cry sometimes. I needed to process my feelings about Micah leaving and you helped me do that when I haven't allowed myself to yet.<br />--------------------Rebekahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17012298655256803057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1285843419841798976.post-15039682426242485782009-10-08T23:54:48.288-07:002009-10-08T23:54:48.288-07:00How articulate! I feel the exact same way. Our dau...How articulate! I feel the exact same way. Our daughter is (if I remember correctly) about the same age as your oldest son, and we are for sure feeling the same crazy span of time. And yes, I totally want to savor it!Carrie @ Organic & Thriftyhttp://www.organicthrifty.comnoreply@blogger.com