Comments on: The Long Goodbye

By: Your Mamacita

Your Mamacita — Thu, 28 Apr 2011 03:22:26 +0000

Such tenderness…..and such thoughtfulness on your part. God bless you both as you experience her everyday. You are a wonderful Mom.

By: Maryann Davis

Maryann Davis — Thu, 21 Apr 2011 20:07:55 +0000

My 11 year old daughter still says she doesn’t ever want to leave me. She tells me she will be there with me when I die, holding my hand, because she loves me so much. I breathe it all in. And when my 15 year old son asks me to hang out and watch Dr. Who at 10:00 at night when I am exhausted, you bet I do. With a lump in my throat, I laugh at every joke and listen to every detail of how to take an airsoft gun apart and put it back together again. For soon, they will both fly away. Love you Kay.

By: Meredith

Meredith — Thu, 21 Apr 2011 12:56:59 +0000

These moments are so precious.

I always seem to get a lump in my heart when I read your stories. I have a daughter also so I can relate to so much of what you write about.

I find myself thinking about your work long after I have read it. Please don’t ever stop.

By: Bob

Bob — Thu, 21 Apr 2011 06:13:28 +0000

This is so endearing. Kay, your writing is so raw and naked. I love the moment of pure expression followed by … well, life.

Peak moments happen so quickly and you capture yours so nicely for the rest of us.

By: Jill

Jill — Thu, 21 Apr 2011 05:50:27 +0000

When Katie was little she’d say, “Mommy I want to always live with you.” Then it was, “I want to live next door to you when I grow up.” Then on to, “I wouldn’t want to leave the state of Alaska.” Next, I want to go to school on the West Coast for college. Right now she says the East Coast looks really exciting, and, oh yeah, she’s headed for NEPAL this summer. Breathe her in Kay. There’s nothing like that love she has for you right now. The good news is she’ll love you from wherever she is forever. What a wonderful mama you are.

By: Julie

Julie — Thu, 21 Apr 2011 03:56:17 +0000

Yeah. I’m on a jag with this very subject. I have a year left until my first is, for all intents, out the door.

I remember feeling this way, vowing I’d never leave my mother. I went to college out of state, and started summer term two weeks after I graduated high school. We all grow up. She will too, but this part is fun.

weeping now.

xoxoxox

By: vicki

vicki — Thu, 21 Apr 2011 03:53:16 +0000

oh, the tug at the heart, huh? it’s all too much sometimes, thinking about them leaving us. beautifully written, Kay. miss you!