tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post4977447140930135086..comments2024-01-26T13:12:55.520-08:00Comments on Feel Free to Read: Madre MiaGlenn Buttkushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10680725814199700692noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-75154799889786771322017-03-02T09:50:41.418-08:002017-03-02T09:50:41.418-08:00This touched such a chord with me, Glenn. I remem...This touched such a chord with me, Glenn. I remember cleaning out my husband's dresser after he died...his wallet, driver's license, favorite cuff links, a photo of me during out courtship, etc. I remember thinking this, this is what we have to show for a lifetime. It certainly puts one in touch with what the important things are in this life, doesn't i? Beautifully written, Glenn. Thank you.indybevhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05505539407819784525noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-82665448925814706032017-03-02T09:05:04.055-08:002017-03-02T09:05:04.055-08:00A beautiful and deeply emotional piece Glenn.A beautiful and deeply emotional piece Glenn.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-42267617558735082992017-03-01T04:50:00.405-08:002017-03-01T04:50:00.405-08:00Oh Glenn. I am overwhelmed with emotion reading t...Oh Glenn. I am overwhelmed with emotion reading this. I am so very sorry for your loss -- when so young. Both your mother and you. There are strong ties here, it is obvious. We hold on to memories through objects and what is in our heart. And yes, cancer is one of the most evil diseases there is.....in all its many forms.<br /> Thinking of you.......lillianthehomepoet.wordpress.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12664830773553716989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-60557013763724140552017-03-01T00:58:34.575-08:002017-03-01T00:58:34.575-08:00precious!!! precious!!! Sreejahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01395234979504881964noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-52563345431246449522017-02-28T21:14:00.956-08:002017-02-28T21:14:00.956-08:00So long as we hold on to those memories, we'll...So long as we hold on to those memories, we'll never lose them. A beautiful tribute indeed. Mariahttp://www.mariawenttotown15.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-84492054661392772502017-02-28T20:27:50.659-08:002017-02-28T20:27:50.659-08:00Very moving, thank you for sharing.Very moving, thank you for sharing.Sarah Bawdenhttp://sarahbawden.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-13809991416833016542017-02-28T20:19:04.896-08:002017-02-28T20:19:04.896-08:00I was tearing up from the first stanza. A wonderf...I was tearing up from the first stanza. A wonderful picture and tribute, so well written.purplepeninportland.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07842681508730093858noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-67892078077736831872017-02-28T20:03:41.827-08:002017-02-28T20:03:41.827-08:00Wish I had such positive memories of my mom when s...Wish I had such positive memories of my mom when she does pass away, but they're forever tainted with fear and hate, after coming out, to her, on Canada Day, 2006. I feel the love, in your words that bleed through the monitor, to me, Glenn. Your time may have short, but it was filled with love that she gave to you.Therisa's Worldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14158009488213815860noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-62036551744062808812017-02-28T18:52:04.736-08:002017-02-28T18:52:04.736-08:00So very touching...would like to have heard you re...So very touching...would like to have heard you read it, but that would be hard to do without getting a big lump in your throat. I love the note in the envelope...it shows her everyday dedicated, immense love for you in its simplest form. Great photo!Kathy Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12326495504453579091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-6869466100102613822017-02-28T16:48:53.441-08:002017-02-28T16:48:53.441-08:00You have shared more than memories here, no less t...You have shared more than memories here, no less than a piece of your heart. Thank you for this personal write. I lost my dad when I was 22. It sure changes our trajectories in life.Mishhttp://mishunderstood.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-39426535667875333392017-02-28T15:55:09.394-08:002017-02-28T15:55:09.394-08:00This is so moving. It squeezed my heart.This is so moving. It squeezed my heart.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-665719777705595592017-02-28T15:37:30.714-08:002017-02-28T15:37:30.714-08:00Oh, Glenn.
This line got caught right in my throa...Oh, Glenn. <br />This line got caught right in my throat: <br />"before I became anything<br />besides her first son." <br /><br />You have become so much. She would be so proud. <br />A beautiful, touching piece. De Jacksonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04798544585779003567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-11026016878017699702017-02-28T15:10:32.821-08:002017-02-28T15:10:32.821-08:00Nice remembrance of your mother.Nice remembrance of your mother.Frank Hubenyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18058591172624203875noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-84392820753654456242017-02-28T14:35:03.352-08:002017-02-28T14:35:03.352-08:00This is such a powerful and poignant poem Glenn. T...This is such a powerful and poignant poem Glenn. The way you take us through the ache and then into that place of treasured memories. Well crafted.paul mortimerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17053458852523674877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-86790045368416338412017-02-28T13:35:05.730-08:002017-02-28T13:35:05.730-08:00This is very powerful, Glenn. I feel like I know y...This is very powerful, Glenn. I feel like I know you now. <br /><br />One of the markers of a strong poem is that it touches the hollow of the reader's gut, where she hides her most painful traces, making her swallow back sorrow and so much connection to your piece.<br /><br />Thank you for doing this to me.<br /><br />I am 39, by the way.violetnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-59081902463748081162017-02-28T13:17:17.352-08:002017-02-28T13:17:17.352-08:00Yes, Glenn, hold on to them. I have realised that ...Yes, Glenn, hold on to them. I have realised that I only have some photos and a ring that belonged to my mum. I wish I had just a little more...Kim M. Russellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16668459794787447606noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-53799429860131523972017-02-28T12:36:19.499-08:002017-02-28T12:36:19.499-08:00I agree, keep them close to your heart! I like th...I agree, keep them close to your heart! I like the personal write very much, including the picture too Glenn ~ Gracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02213172239590722747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-85475687680969826542017-02-28T11:56:50.527-08:002017-02-28T11:56:50.527-08:00This is such a strong memory Glenn, truly a perfec...This is such a strong memory Glenn, truly a perfect poem for those mementos... when you have lost someone I think that note can be the best (and worst) of keepsakes. I hope you still have them somewhere.brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.com