tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6456007446606477169.post3482781999758048168..comments2024-03-09T20:52:49.618+00:00Comments on Four Down, Mum to Go?: BoyhoodFourdownmumtogohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13514505371212340284noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6456007446606477169.post-56910045179953388982020-02-24T12:16:44.428+00:002020-02-24T12:16:44.428+00:00i am for the first time here. I found this board a...i am for the first time here. I found this board and I in finding It truly helpful & it helped me out a lot. I hope to present something back and help others such as you helped me. <a href="https://awhitetiger.com/2020/02/19/white-tiger-marvel/" rel="nofollow">white tiger marvel</a>Marie Bowmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17244903382658920281noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6456007446606477169.post-35297136209464102732015-07-16T11:58:11.241+01:002015-07-16T11:58:11.241+01:00Cinema has always been the best place for time tra...Cinema has always been the best place for time travel, but rarely has it been so anchored in reality than in Richard Linklater's Boyhood.Top rated site for All Inclusive Alaska Bear Viewing Tour Packageshttp://www.alaskabearviewing.com/index.phpnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6456007446606477169.post-85788971980822794542014-08-01T08:57:28.915+01:002014-08-01T08:57:28.915+01:00Anglea, that's lovely. Thank you so much for s...Anglea, that's lovely. Thank you so much for sharing it here. Fourdownmumtogohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13514505371212340284noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6456007446606477169.post-73330472599477925442014-08-01T08:28:54.836+01:002014-08-01T08:28:54.836+01:00A lovely piece - it reminds me of some words I cam...A lovely piece - it reminds me of some words I came across that exactly described my feelings, I hope you will enjoy them too :)<br /><br />"I think of my own sons when they were small: of carrying Brendan on one hip, keeping a hand free to pick up clothes and toys as I walked through the house talking to him, and suddenly as I turned away from the window I saw our shadowed silhouette on the bedroom wall – mother and child as one whole; of Nathan crawling into my lap whenever I sat down, fitting snugly there and claiming my attention and my heart with his small warm body no matter how tired or distracted I was.<br /><br /> I think of how, when they were young, afraid I would forget who I was, I turned for a moment to speak to the world so I could hear the sound of my own voice and know I had not disappeared, and when I turned back to my babies they were young men walking out the door of their mother’s house into the world, as all young men must."<br /><br />The Dance: Moving to the rhythms of your true self. <br />Oriah Mountain Dreamer © 2002<br />Harper San Francisco <br />Angela Daviesnoreply@blogger.com