tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5259952795997957550.post2891956397098147829..comments2024-03-26T08:35:24.246-05:00Comments on That man Quilts?: The broken heartedLanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17961668927812199081noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5259952795997957550.post-88724970975141010412015-04-28T14:41:25.076-05:002015-04-28T14:41:25.076-05:00Fun Fact is you make beautiful quilts
I remember t...Fun Fact is you make beautiful quilts<br />I remember those days of my daughter crying and all I could do is listen and tell her it will be alright and wish I could make the hurt go away and maybe just maybe reach out and touch the one who is hurting her. I wouldn't slap them too silly honest but of course I never did try.Carlahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16503798539178829225noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5259952795997957550.post-35953449421244696642015-04-23T11:43:32.111-05:002015-04-23T11:43:32.111-05:00I think you are a great Dad and gave Sydney some g...I think you are a great Dad and gave Sydney some good advice. I wish fathers in my era had been more active in their children's upbringing. Raising kids is a constant challenge (especially a daughter). Keep up the good work!Lynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00928626942127615567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5259952795997957550.post-42239195391282443622015-04-22T22:50:16.653-05:002015-04-22T22:50:16.653-05:00Fun fact: I like peanut butter and banana sandwic...Fun fact: I like peanut butter and banana sandwiches. Like Elvis! Food is usually a pretty safe subject. <br /><br />High school is the best and the worst of times. And the betrayal of people who were friends is the worst. So glad Syd has understanding parents, that makes such a huge difference.lwhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08731797783816953087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5259952795997957550.post-20823797008898791452015-04-22T18:19:05.460-05:002015-04-22T18:19:05.460-05:00Lane - you and I might be twins. Dislike the busin...Lane - you and I might be twins. Dislike the business travel and the forced pseudo-intimacy with work colleagues blah blah blah. I've tried various ways to politely not participate over the years, but I've found that participating in a minimalist but cooperative manner is actually easier, doesn't lend itself to comment and misinterpretation, and actually gets me through it with much less angst that trying to make the point that not everyone is an extrovert. So, I think you should come up with something innocuous and just get it over with. Don't concern yourself about how 'fun' your fact is, just make it something that you haven't mentioned in the past and have a two or three sentence 'story' to go with it so that you look like you're being an active contributor, not a spoil sport. For example, I recall that you weren't born in Texas - is that right? Perhaps your 'fun fact' can be a little story about how/why you came to Texas. Or something from high school - that might explain why you hate basketball or why you support a particular football team. Don't concern yourself about the 'fun' aspect - just occupy a couple of minutes with a short story about yourself.<br /><br />Good luck.<br /><br />Megan<br />Sydney, AustraliaMeganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03143400920174171516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5259952795997957550.post-7935030076074054032015-04-22T12:38:38.233-05:002015-04-22T12:38:38.233-05:00Lane, my heart goes out to you AND to Syd. As a p...Lane, my heart goes out to you AND to Syd. As a parent, don't you wish you could just take their hurt away and put it on yourself instead? What you told her is so true, and you're right; it's not just a gay lesson -- it DOES get better. For all that our culture glorifies youth, it really does suck to be young and have your heart broken and not know yet that the right person who will cherish you REALLY IS out there waiting for you. Your daughter is so lucky to have you.<br /><br />The pressure of the "fun fact" ice breaker is interesting; duly noted. I wonder whether all of your "fun facts" REALLY out you as gay, or whether you just worry that they will? Like, why not just say, "Fun fact, I like to cook." My dad is about as straight as they come, yet he gradually has taken on all the cooking since he retired and he loves it. Or, "Fun fact about me: I hate fun facts. I pass!" Whomever is suggesting this ice-breaker probably has no idea that they make anyone feel uncomfortable. You have every right to share something boring/stupid/barely true, or nothing at all if that's what you're comfortable with. Enjoy the rest of your trip. Maybe if you skip those late night dinners, you might get in a little sewing or knitting before you turn in tonight!Rebecca Gracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14801489818836195754noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5259952795997957550.post-63116607114333171892015-04-22T11:47:38.387-05:002015-04-22T11:47:38.387-05:00I find it easiest to communicate in notes and lett...I find it easiest to communicate in notes and letters...face to face (with intimate/difficult issues) is always hard. Good for you that Syd is willing to talk with you in whatever fashion. You and Rob are doing a great job. And everything you said is true, but especially the part about it "still hurts". I'm with you on feeling put on the spot to come up with some fun fact about yourself. Those group touchy/feely sessions are ridiculous. Thank God I don't have to participate in any team building crap (yes...it IS crap) anymore. Hang in there. You'll be home soon. Oh brother! I had to pick "cake" samples in order to verify I'm not a robot. Now I want to eat some cake.........ARGH!Mareihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17405291914328515413noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5259952795997957550.post-85964946960004104812015-04-22T10:47:51.461-05:002015-04-22T10:47:51.461-05:00Oh, Lane! I feel bad for Sydney, both as a mom and...Oh, Lane! I feel bad for Sydney, both as a mom and as a former teenage girl. The only thing you can do is just keep on loving. It does get better, but that doesn't make it better now. My own kids communicate really well by email, for some reason. Whatever works. Hope your trip goes better and you are back to stitching soon.Marihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08195401144486416881noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5259952795997957550.post-75355257860969403742015-04-22T10:31:19.347-05:002015-04-22T10:31:19.347-05:00A fun fact is you love to repair sewing machines.
...A fun fact is you love to repair sewing machines.<br />http://thankfullga447https://www.blogger.com/profile/09752118265182467689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5259952795997957550.post-17713874764330213232015-04-22T10:30:46.411-05:002015-04-22T10:30:46.411-05:00Being a parent is always hard. You just have to ke...Being a parent is always hard. You just have to keep on keeping on. lumAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5259952795997957550.post-52441781479227308092015-04-22T07:55:17.183-05:002015-04-22T07:55:17.183-05:00You are a good Dad.
You are right about wondering ...You are a good Dad.<br />You are right about wondering if you would have had such a talk with her if you were at home. Talking is easier over the phone. It still hurts when your child hurts and you do want to hug.<br />I hope your day goes better. Good luck with the one thing to share with the group. I really dislike those types of exercises.<br />What city are you traveling to today?Lakegaldonnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14473542867185039796noreply@blogger.com