tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5740307479750463845.post5968055988117746199..comments2024-03-25T01:44:23.502-04:00Comments on Today's Little Ditty: DMC: "Morning Moments" by Rebekah HoeftMichelle Heidenrich Barneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02051827857519159837noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5740307479750463845.post-34213877832751624472020-05-07T22:54:11.051-04:002020-05-07T22:54:11.051-04:00I am thinking about your use of the words "in...I am thinking about your use of the words "in quiet I wait". Many times, I need to pause and wait tucked away in a quiet place. Nicely done!Carol Varsalonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02589714711155938528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5740307479750463845.post-28214637781380862042020-05-07T20:20:54.326-04:002020-05-07T20:20:54.326-04:00I like your voice going back and forth between wha...I like your voice going back and forth between what you are doing and what others around you are doing. I think our waking will be a different beginning–thanks Rebekah.michelle koganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16409095111952431780noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5740307479750463845.post-37505686783417104342020-05-07T15:42:41.859-04:002020-05-07T15:42:41.859-04:00Holding one's breath is a great way of putting...Holding one's breath is a great way of putting it. Thanks for reading. :)Rebekah Hoefthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18193779111566595288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5740307479750463845.post-39266168058934222802020-05-07T15:41:58.351-04:002020-05-07T15:41:58.351-04:00That is truth. And the sounds are something to mo...That is truth. And the sounds are something to mourn when you leave a place, too. When my dad moved out of the house I grew up in, my siblings and I ran around recording the sounds of the doors shutting and the creak of the stairs. Sounds are definitely inportant, to people and place. Rebekah Hoefthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18193779111566595288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5740307479750463845.post-30345242581390024712020-05-07T15:38:33.108-04:002020-05-07T15:38:33.108-04:00This comment has been removed by the author.Rebekah Hoefthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18193779111566595288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5740307479750463845.post-56800752440602471882020-05-07T13:36:16.656-04:002020-05-07T13:36:16.656-04:00I agree with the words, "intimate" and &...I agree with the words, "intimate" and "listening." There is an intimate listening that comes from living with loved ones. That's what make it so painful when we lose someone. We listen for what we've lost. I look forward to getting back to listening to my old life too!Linda Mitchellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00833034575304594924noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5740307479750463845.post-16558424531380189862020-05-07T12:45:48.988-04:002020-05-07T12:45:48.988-04:00That 'listening' is one habit that has hap...That 'listening' is one habit that has happened to me, too, Rebekah. Your few examples tell all in a 'holding one's breath' way beautifully. I agree, the not knowing is tough, and something I try to ignore! Linda Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14983144542632353870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5740307479750463845.post-19086614861301816142020-05-07T09:23:39.466-04:002020-05-07T09:23:39.466-04:00Thanks, Michelle! I think the hardest part is the...Thanks, Michelle! I think the hardest part is the not knowing how long this will be our normal. So thankful for technology that allows for jobs to be done and connections to be made--I think my girl would be going completely crazy without the ability to shut herself in her room and see and talk to her BFF. Rebekah Hoefthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18193779111566595288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5740307479750463845.post-38957186543258652292020-05-07T08:14:50.450-04:002020-05-07T08:14:50.450-04:00Such an intimate and beautiful poem, Rebekah. Bein...Such an intimate and beautiful poem, Rebekah. Being in limbo is rough. I, too, am trying to get my head around the fact that this IS life right now. Convincing my daughter is another matter entirely.Michelle Heidenrich Barneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02051827857519159837noreply@blogger.com