tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2055019223178110797.post8086603749732047417..comments2023-02-21T16:30:10.902+08:00Comments on CONFESSIONS OF A WANDERING SOUL: The bubble has finally burst!Confessions of a Wandering Soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06187302682640001071noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2055019223178110797.post-68208097012824608092009-02-25T21:49:00.000+08:002009-02-25T21:49:00.000+08:00Thanks Deb :). I sensed the similarity when I visi...Thanks Deb :). I sensed the similarity when I visited your blog too. As for writing from the heart, not only does it touch the soul but it also heals it along the way. Thats what Im experiencing now and its very therapeutic.Confessions of a Wandering Soulhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06187302682640001071noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2055019223178110797.post-8735148162208734042009-02-25T21:19:00.000+08:002009-02-25T21:19:00.000+08:00Hi ~ Thank you for leaving a kind comment over at ...Hi ~ Thank you for leaving a kind comment over at my place! We have quite a bit in common - blog names are similar, our hearts were broken by our fathers repeatedly, and we are the fierce protectors of our mothers. I love your writing style - very comforting, soothing and reflective. Writing from the heart touches the soul. Take care.Debhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10638456137129970537noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2055019223178110797.post-79538207631994240402009-02-19T08:49:00.000+08:002009-02-19T08:49:00.000+08:00I wasnt aware that this post of mine is going to o...I wasnt aware that this post of mine is going to open so many can of worms. You guys are resilient souls. And yes we can all definitely learn from one another.One thing for sure though,I've stopped wishing for a father.If it happens it happens.If not, I will just look back at the last 8 months and be grateful for the beautiful times we had shared. Some souls do not even get to experience even that. I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your candid and touching input :)Confessions of a Wandering Soulhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06187302682640001071noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2055019223178110797.post-91212894634035637332009-02-19T02:58:00.000+08:002009-02-19T02:58:00.000+08:00I had a childhood full of drama myself. Mine wasn'...I had a childhood full of drama myself. Mine wasn't an alcoholic, but he did have his vices. I just don't think he knew how to be a father...and he was also in the Vietnam War, so I think that effected him. Its easy to forgive/forget when things are ok, but if he utters one sentence that reminds me of how he was in the past, I am transported back into feeling anger/resistance toward that...and I find I'm on the verge of punching his lights out(though I never have done that). I don't think my dad would even know how to wash his own clothes if my mom ever left. These days, he's on meds, so they've mellowed him out...but if he wasn't on them, he'd be a case. I don't have any advice, only know that you're not alone in wishing for a father who was there to nurture/love/be an example. I remember the rock band Nirvana had a song lyric, "I tried so hard to have a father, but instead I had a dad." It's hard to know how to feel, or how to relate to things sometimes...because so much energy was used up on emotional stress. Thank you for sharing and being open. We can all learn from each other.Jeremyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09037729483952689149noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2055019223178110797.post-88433845331512266142009-02-19T00:52:00.000+08:002009-02-19T00:52:00.000+08:00Karla, Thanks for sharing your painful memor...Karla,<BR/> Thanks for sharing your painful memories. I'm happy for your dad and you. Looks like he has now earned the right to walk you down the aisle :). My dad did not even utter a single word to me on the eve of my wedding day... let alone my big day.At least I should be grateful that he did not drink on that day and create a scene cus thats what he exactly did during my brother's wedding reception. Thanks again :)Confessions of a Wandering Soulhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06187302682640001071noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2055019223178110797.post-50560211902077690802009-02-19T00:15:00.000+08:002009-02-19T00:15:00.000+08:00It is truly unfortunate about your father. My fat...It is truly unfortunate about your father. My father was an alcoholic who is still on the road to recovery. He made some of my childhood memories too awful to think about. I see that we have a lot in common in this area. In a way, I'm kind of glad I'm not the only one. Although, for about 4 years now, I have been getting used to my brand new Dad, because he has changed considerably. It is still not going to be normal between the two of us, but it is better and I have some hope. He picked out my name too...so I thought it was odd you mentioned that. Also, rarely do I remember him calling me by my name as well. I feel your pain and then some. At a time, I wasn't even sure if I wanted him to walk me down the aisle when that time comes..<BR/><BR/>Thank you for posting this. You are so brave and so strong to have posted something so emotional. I feel for you, I am sorry that he has gone back to his old ways. I hope there is at least some small glitter of hope left for your father...he doesn't know what he's missing. =)Determined*Dancerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08287457156062976260noreply@blogger.com