tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15680498.post4317210107453275851..comments2024-03-06T05:16:16.411-05:00Comments on car on the hill: The friend who can be silent Frances Kuffelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14928021465309402200noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15680498.post-1586932611899209852014-04-29T23:01:48.010-04:002014-04-29T23:01:48.010-04:00Thank you for writing this…AmyThank you for writing this…AmyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15680498.post-78869381704160192762013-05-06T09:58:35.024-04:002013-05-06T09:58:35.024-04:00Hoping that everything goes well. It is truly tiri...Hoping that everything goes well. It is truly tiring to face all the challenges over and over again. I somehow experienced that before. When all you can do is cry and you can't think of anything because of the pain and you are tired thinking about your problems. Hope you will have the strength to face everything. Hugs.Meghttp://slimmingcafe.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15680498.post-90466096262692436192013-04-21T21:04:09.917-04:002013-04-21T21:04:09.917-04:00You are right. It is about being tired.You are right. It is about being tired.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15680498.post-46989279543642123002013-04-11T11:21:53.298-04:002013-04-11T11:21:53.298-04:00Spent the day reading your first book. I'm 46,...Spent the day reading your first book. I'm 46, I weigh almost 300 pounds and I want to kill myself almost every day. You have no idea (or maybe you do) how much it means to me to get to read what you write. I feel that every word you write just wrings another knife out of my heart. It hurts, but it helps. Thank you!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15680498.post-31323251936035096002013-04-08T20:38:57.056-04:002013-04-08T20:38:57.056-04:00I read, too. And I have thought of you as a belov...I read, too. And I have thought of you as a beloved friend since I read "Passing For Thin" many years ago. You touched my heart and continue to do so. You may help (it may not) to know that you are being prayed for. I'm sorry it's a hard time.Christie Priemhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10390795611133339854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15680498.post-21439040605193029112013-04-02T21:13:05.209-04:002013-04-02T21:13:05.209-04:00I also have no advice, but I have a thank you.
I...I also have no advice, but I have a thank you. <br />I only recently came upon your first book and want you to know that the portion where you were sitting with Barbara and you put your fork down and told her you would be looking for work was profound to me. <br />I also struggle with my weight and have struggled with an abusive work environment and felt urged into action by that scene. <br />Thank you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15680498.post-53806541561181233812013-04-01T05:32:52.342-04:002013-04-01T05:32:52.342-04:00I wish that we weren't programmed to want/need...I wish that we weren't programmed to want/need partners. I remember reading a book by a single woman (the title and author escape me now). One night she was eating dinner and she had a good book to read while she was eating. But she felt a kind of emptiness. But she didn't quite understand why. In a way there was nothing she wanted more at that moment than her dinner and her book but nevertheless she felt empty. It can be a lonely feeling to hear people saying, "We" all the time. "We're having dinner at 7:30," "We have to head out now--the grandkids are waiting!" What do I say in response? "Oh, yeah, me too--I have Marie Callender waiting for me at home." Sending hugs your way. Hilarynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15680498.post-48276769265656768682013-03-31T17:22:56.579-04:002013-03-31T17:22:56.579-04:00And I, too, hear you and send hugs from a stranger...And I, too, hear you and send hugs from a stranger. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15680498.post-64172557007718199952013-03-31T01:51:40.047-04:002013-03-31T01:51:40.047-04:00Thank you so much for posting this. --JessicaThank you so much for posting this. --JessicaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15680498.post-73834397645774550822013-03-30T22:33:01.557-04:002013-03-30T22:33:01.557-04:00I read too, and will send good thoughts your way.I read too, and will send good thoughts your way.Jessicanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15680498.post-22560663725010812512013-03-30T20:57:02.557-04:002013-03-30T20:57:02.557-04:00I hear you, Frances, and I'm thinking of you.I hear you, Frances, and I'm thinking of you.E. Janehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04079110676794095541noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15680498.post-23336631866242938702013-03-30T18:59:02.776-04:002013-03-30T18:59:02.776-04:00Just letting you know I read, and will be thinking...Just letting you know I read, and will be thinking about you.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02700614225224691712noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15680498.post-87541109117450891912013-03-30T16:36:07.686-04:002013-03-30T16:36:07.686-04:00Frances, No advice... I know nothing. I will, ho...Frances, No advice... I know nothing. I will, however, thank you for always posting beautiful and compelling art with your posts.... from your own lovely photographs, to Van Gogh, to this beautiful forlorn angel. I am generally uncertain about most things, but I take continual pleasure and inspiration in the seen world, and in how this has been felt and interpreted by others... I think you have this sensibility also, and I appreciate what you bring to our attention. best, C.CatMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02602495184422593809noreply@blogger.com