tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6729359974426571273.post6130956883800745019..comments2023-05-14T03:24:56.671-05:00Comments on The Eclectic Mom: Love and Sadness: A Two-Sided CoinEclectic Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02597025645225619813noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6729359974426571273.post-17772031402180303782009-06-27T18:08:39.918-05:002009-06-27T18:08:39.918-05:00Such an absolutely beautiful, poignant post, Camil...Such an absolutely beautiful, poignant post, Camille. And especially the part about siblings drawing together -- my experience is the opposite of Raji's (whom I feel for) ... my dad's protracted illness has produced a certain level of stress among us, sure, but more than that, has been the strengthening of our bond and the discovery of our capacity to be there for one another and come together to support our parents.Hannahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11034180396689442335noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6729359974426571273.post-44073899578203689592009-06-26T09:37:54.361-05:002009-06-26T09:37:54.361-05:00I am so relieved to hear about your mother. I have...I am so relieved to hear about your mother. I have been so worried - especially with your silence yesterday.<br /><br />Your line: "the connection to siblings who pull together to take care of a parent" is what is particularly torturous for an only child, like me, with aging parents. To have siblings to share that togetherness in times of joy and worry, is priceless.Raji P.https://www.blogger.com/profile/08454013409152866521noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6729359974426571273.post-23744269814417809462009-06-26T09:23:50.479-05:002009-06-26T09:23:50.479-05:00This's part of the essence of Hindu and Biddhi...This's part of the essence of Hindu and Biddhist philosophy. There's a word in Buddhism for "everlasting smile" I heard about from my friend. And that's the name she's given her daughter - Mihita. It means "One who smiles blissfully through sorrow and joy." It's the recognition that one is not possible without the other. To rise about BOTH, and recognize it's all illusion.Deepahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09633346176486358667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6729359974426571273.post-68348135156071222662009-06-26T04:38:46.814-05:002009-06-26T04:38:46.814-05:00Beautifully said, here's a poem that recognize...Beautifully said, here's a poem that recognizes that both sides of the coin are essential. http://erasundar.wordpress.com/2009/06/18/enough/#more-3024Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com