tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142741375345713188.post1822707606643808593..comments2023-10-26T08:21:26.031-04:00Comments on Low Tide High Style: Big Yellow TaxiLow Tide High Stylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11494078916477622322noreply@blogger.comBlogger31125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142741375345713188.post-19393314163657531172010-10-27T01:18:05.831-04:002010-10-27T01:18:05.831-04:00This post resonates with me much more than you wil...This post resonates with me much more than you will ever know.<br /><br />I've shared so many of these same feelings in my own relationship with my father...thank you for opening your heart to all of us.<br /><br />Hugs,<br />AnneAnne Loryshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06586805595011675799noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142741375345713188.post-2839650969333558572010-10-26T14:34:35.576-04:002010-10-26T14:34:35.576-04:00Kat, A beautiful and touching post that hits home ...Kat, A beautiful and touching post that hits home with me. You are such a talented and expressive writer. Thank you for sharing this with us. <br />xoxo, SherrySherry @ No Minimalist Herehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14321374710550709020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142741375345713188.post-71326131883383538782010-10-26T11:42:30.846-04:002010-10-26T11:42:30.846-04:00Kat, this is really a moving and beautiful post of...Kat, this is really a moving and beautiful post of families, and loss, and truly living our lives...I think so often family members disappoint us, and as people get older~ age, ill health, and loneliness often lead to really strange choices and behaviors. I hope you can keep the good memories close to your heart...you have learned so many powerful life lessons. XOLinda @ Itsy Bits And Pieceshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12090973681675943970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142741375345713188.post-83530922684910344942010-10-26T11:02:19.842-04:002010-10-26T11:02:19.842-04:00This was a very powerful post. I'm glad you wr...This was a very powerful post. I'm glad you wrote it. This line meant a lot to me: "we can't predict the future any more than we can change the past..." I try to remember that. You are a very strong individual and I'm glad you shared this with all of us.E. Charlottehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14083037210657515318noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142741375345713188.post-69693655573643640082010-10-26T07:20:52.207-04:002010-10-26T07:20:52.207-04:00Kat, it is a story that I have heard a few times w...Kat, it is a story that I have heard a few times with my friends of the fathers marrying after their mothers die and they put their past aside. It is bizarre, but I think fairly common. I think it is the shock of living without their real love.<br /><br />I am glad you have not wavered in your views since. I did not speak to my fatehr for 4 months before he died and I don't regret it. He had made things impossible and I finally took a stand.<br /><br />Hugs to you my friend. In your heart you know he is with your mother.Razmatazhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02757164543598076420noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142741375345713188.post-2112003751739559342010-10-26T06:40:48.661-04:002010-10-26T06:40:48.661-04:00Kat, this is a wonderful essay and tribute to your...Kat, this is a wonderful essay and tribute to your family. I know and understand your feelings re your Dad. One never gets over the memories.<br /><br />I'm always mindful of the Wordsworth quote:<br />That though the radiance which was once so bright be now forever taken from my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendor in the grass, glory in the flower. We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind.Carolehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03797388285692985852noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142741375345713188.post-16746498554957241812010-10-26T01:20:19.441-04:002010-10-26T01:20:19.441-04:00Dearest Kat-
This is a masterpiece.
Save it, guard...Dearest Kat-<br />This is a masterpiece.<br />Save it, guard it- place it in a safe place- perhaps in some archive for your children.<br />We all have a story.<br />Thank you for sharing yours-<br /><br />Laura<br />White Spray PaintLaurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11497969475360535424noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142741375345713188.post-80497418763055721502010-10-25T21:41:45.876-04:002010-10-25T21:41:45.876-04:00Kat, I have been crazy busy today after getting ho...Kat, I have been crazy busy today after getting home. What a great post and photos. You just pour your heart out all you want. My dad and I aren't close anymore either since he moved to Fl. and now doesn't come up to visit anymore and he doesn't call. When he moved he said we would communicate by email so that is maybe two or three times a year! My family is just weird. I like my step mom and they chose to move and I guess they expect us to drive down and visit all the time, but he is real close to his grown step kids and they see them all the time. His own kids have been left out. Oh we get the birthday card and a occasional letter by email that goes out to all three of us. So impersonal. I love my dad, but just will have to remember the way it used to be.Kim @ Savvy Southern Stylehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12493624262438266840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142741375345713188.post-91113710444632891252010-10-25T20:49:03.156-04:002010-10-25T20:49:03.156-04:00What a beautiful post, Kat. Very moving. The prope...What a beautiful post, Kat. Very moving. The property will forever remain in your heart - parking lot or not. I have that song bookmarked and listen to it often.<br /><br />Allison<br />AtticmagAllison Shopshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01148159400348086944noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142741375345713188.post-45886421672198577132010-10-25T19:41:13.162-04:002010-10-25T19:41:13.162-04:00At some point in time we all have to look at what ...At some point in time we all have to look at what we've said or done and decide if we can live with it - and then move on. Both of us have a little philosophical recently. I believe we're lucky to have the time for introspection or retrospection. <br />The memories you have of good times in the cabin will be yours forever. No one can take them away, twist them or erase them - what a gift from your father.Pondsidehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02407539138546412482noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142741375345713188.post-47940878265957537432010-10-25T19:09:27.726-04:002010-10-25T19:09:27.726-04:00Of all the blogs I have ever read, your post speak...Of all the blogs I have ever read, your post speaks to me on so many levels. Thank you for being so open and honest. You shared something so personal and I truly believe that you have helped many.From Beyond My Kitchen Windowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10748389222000989848noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142741375345713188.post-1458891401836108442010-10-25T19:05:26.907-04:002010-10-25T19:05:26.907-04:00Hi Kat, this is an amazing post, and despite the p...Hi Kat, this is an amazing post, and despite the pain and doubts you've expressed, in many ways it's a truly special homage to your magical childhood. We can see that you have that wonderful child inside you still, and that you struggle like so many of us with regard to our parents and other relationships that maybe didn't turn out the way we expected. I feel that every experience is for a reason, and every one of those experiences teaches us something and makes us more human, don't you think? My mom died three years ago on October 1st, from a brain hemorrhage during recovery. I am so thankful that I went back to the hospital that night; she had asked me to be there in case she woke up during the night after the surgery and wanted a cup of tea. I was there but so sadly not to make her that cup of tea. Kat, this was a truly heartwarming post. Ciao, bella!Frog Hollow Farm Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08591392952815933923noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142741375345713188.post-51803148027894512192010-10-25T18:17:42.170-04:002010-10-25T18:17:42.170-04:00Thank you for sharing your story, it helps more th...Thank you for sharing your story, it helps more than you can know. xoxo!Ocean Breezes and Country Sneezeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13553409790617039932noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142741375345713188.post-64371053209357511912010-10-25T16:51:34.645-04:002010-10-25T16:51:34.645-04:00I have been following you for a little while now a...I have been following you for a little while now and know you have written about your father previously. I can feel your pain. It has obviously left a huge imprint on your heart. Everyone deals with things differently. For you, the process of writing it down (or speaking it out aloud) is your way of not just moving on but rationalising in your mind why things happened the way they did. I lost my father 24 years ago and even to this day I regret the fact that I didn't get to know him "as an adult". I never got the opportunity to establish a relationship with him. As you say - the pain of what might have been. As for my adored mother. Her 2nd anniversary passed in April and I still grieve for her every day. But life moves on and I try to live my life the way she would have wanted me to. I still tend her beloved garden and it is whilst I am in "her" garden that I can make more sense of life and the need to live my life with no regrets. Nature is such a powerful healer. Be kind to yourself. ;)SharyneGoldenValley50https://www.blogger.com/profile/05271282913634650123noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142741375345713188.post-41006064929777588122010-10-25T16:46:29.382-04:002010-10-25T16:46:29.382-04:00i thought i have read some of the best and beautif...i thought i have read some of the best and beautiful post's and then this comes along....i always love your pic's and today while reading this i have tears.....we all have ghosts some of us just won't bear em to congrat you on moving forward with your life appreciating the good things in life....its all 1 can really do it just takes some longer to accomplish....best wishes to youChRiShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11207463532949925592noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142741375345713188.post-37311732887474069482010-10-25T14:53:50.197-04:002010-10-25T14:53:50.197-04:00I love the hues in these photos..and what a terrif...I love the hues in these photos..and what a terrific and I'm sure painful post...beautifully written. I have a difficult relationship with my own father for different and yet similar reasons... I try to have decent conversations with him now and then but it all comes from me, and that is exhausting.Karen thisoldhouse2.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03302171590212119499noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142741375345713188.post-48860916503488648802010-10-25T14:40:59.016-04:002010-10-25T14:40:59.016-04:00I've been recently wondering why we go through...I've been recently wondering why we go through such hard times with certain people; for my husband and I it's both of our fathers. His father is such a mean spirited man and so many times we've tried to re-establish a relationship. It's back to no communicating. My Dad is not speaking to one of my sisters at the moment so the holidays will be without her and we're all sad about that. He beat us kids growing up, but we're all loyal to see him and Mom. Sigh--life is so difficult. I try to see the good out of everything, and hope I can help someone who is going through difficulty as a result.Ginahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07940010972446029536noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142741375345713188.post-84516883681911720812010-10-25T14:05:12.590-04:002010-10-25T14:05:12.590-04:00Absolutely wonderful piece of land, history, child...Absolutely wonderful piece of land, history, childhood memories. You are so fortunate to have those. It looks like a delightful place to grow up and with a wonderful family. I can relate to so many things you wrote about...I'm sure many will. You have such a gift for writing and expressing yourself in a way that everyone sees some of themselves. It gives me goosebumps. Thank you so very much for an open and honest post that we all can relate to. CarolynFabShabbyRoseshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13234964740962404979noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142741375345713188.post-78308965421278730082010-10-25T13:50:16.537-04:002010-10-25T13:50:16.537-04:00Ever the Pollyanna, why don't you all hold on ...Ever the Pollyanna, why don't you all hold on to that wonderful land (once it's gone, it's gone) for the sake of our planet and to take pride in saving it from development, and build a decent (but not over-the-top) farmhouse on it (using all your wonderful decorating and design skills) and lease it to someone with animals? Maybe another stable is needed in SOMD (I know someone who would certainly say so!) The land could be cultivated for hay (easy), the tenant could make a living, you would save a little piece of the earth...Oh, and why don't you move that lovely little cottage to your own property for future grands? Or use it as a studio? Or a guesthouse? Oh, my mind goes WILD just thinking of uses I could put it to!!!<br /><br />Your post is thought provoking and touching and beautifully illustrated.BAEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02533024700699363361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142741375345713188.post-30654858878234413302010-10-25T13:46:19.886-04:002010-10-25T13:46:19.886-04:00Kat,
I am in the camp of shedding myself of people...Kat,<br />I am in the camp of shedding myself of people that bring me down...related or not. Fortunately, my husband is of the same mind. I think it is very possible to cherish wonderful memories of times shared with someone you no longer maintain a relationship with for whatever reason.<br /><br />The cabin is magical and your happy memories of it will likely sustain you. I applaud your honesty and being at peace with what sounds like a necessary decision.Acanthus and Acornhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08603547994268012876noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142741375345713188.post-15660242894292829882010-10-25T13:44:49.527-04:002010-10-25T13:44:49.527-04:00Thank you for sharing your story. You are in my t...Thank you for sharing your story. You are in my thoughts this week. What a beautiful piece of property with so many memories.Annie Wilcox Designshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12874118905730896171noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142741375345713188.post-80475384109949664482010-10-25T13:18:34.355-04:002010-10-25T13:18:34.355-04:00I've always loved that video of the Big Yellow...I've always loved that video of the Big Yellow Taxi and the song itself for decades. <br /><br />I lost my dad 10 years ago and am happy to say that he and I never had issues between us. I haven't spoken to my mother in almost 15 years. We never connected. Never. I think there was a disconnect when I was born, so I don't look to repairing a relationship that in my mind was never there to start with.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142741375345713188.post-53206179473441459202010-10-25T13:11:36.804-04:002010-10-25T13:11:36.804-04:00Very powerful post, Kat. You have such a gifted w...Very powerful post, Kat. You have such a gifted way of expressing yourself. I can take so many bits and pieces of what you have written and apply them to my own life. I like what Suzanne had to say about regrets...I don't want to live my life with them but I sure have a backlog. I wish you peace at this time in your life.<br /><br />The pictures of the cabin are wonderful. I can only imagine having wonderful times like yours in my childhood. <br /><br />XO,<br />JaneBlondie's Journalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12988377413260331618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142741375345713188.post-49051786048218740182010-10-25T13:00:57.521-04:002010-10-25T13:00:57.521-04:00Heart-wrenching, Kat. Big yellow taxi indeed!
The...Heart-wrenching, Kat. Big yellow taxi indeed!<br />The only things to make me feel better when facing sad truths like these are little children, and my garden. My father was so angry with me on his deathbed but couldn't speak, so I never knew why.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7142741375345713188.post-53837059172146061322010-10-25T12:24:30.485-04:002010-10-25T12:24:30.485-04:00Kat, I copied down a quote
over the weekend that
r...Kat, I copied down a quote<br />over the weekend that<br />really spoke to me; it reminds<br />me of this post... "Don't hold<br />grudges ~ It's like letting<br />someone live rent-free in<br />your brain." Isn't that<br />the truth? Sometimes we just<br />have to accept the way things<br />turned out and move on, letting<br />the good things rise to the <br />top like cream. Sounds like<br />an exhausting time in your life,<br />but one that you did overcome.<br />Beautiful pictures and thoughts,<br />sweet friend!<br />xx SuzannePrivet and Hollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09384567378252265965noreply@blogger.com