tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333912009540131399.post8075967559749284335..comments2024-03-28T13:30:13.176-07:00Comments on MyLifeSoFar: Pixiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01313413260127376288noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333912009540131399.post-82955526432064558352014-10-06T05:06:23.548-07:002014-10-06T05:06:23.548-07:00I agree with the first poster. The worst thing in ...I agree with the first poster. The worst thing in the world is being treated with kid gloves because people know that you have burdens and they don't want to make things worse. It's helpful when you are sick sometimes to be able to help someone back.Mariahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05049511202014141182noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333912009540131399.post-70730727088845559372014-10-04T17:52:55.359-07:002014-10-04T17:52:55.359-07:00yes, it's too much sometimes and unfairly so. ...yes, it's too much sometimes and unfairly so. and then sometimes it's easy living and that is fair. i am so sorry for your friend and for your patients. i have no doubt you help.<br><br>love<br>kjkjhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15122196887043345981noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333912009540131399.post-75886448846151313052014-10-02T21:49:04.747-07:002014-10-02T21:49:04.747-07:00We all get sick of our lives all too often. And th...We all get sick of our lives all too often. And then that passes. Your persistence facing that sadness and then moving through it, is admirable. I see your joy in the photos that you take, in the comments that you leave for me. You are a beautiful woman in this world.Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03313726816776097840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1333912009540131399.post-47292961177849441772014-09-30T20:31:02.068-07:002014-09-30T20:31:02.068-07:00I really don't think your sadness will be a bu...I really don't think your sadness will be a burden. I think it would be a comfort. One of the conversations I have with my patients is people ignoring the elephant in the room. Talk to her. Your love will make a difference. <br><br>And yes, it is too much sometimes. Through forces beyond myself I am leaving my night job in palliative care. Quite honestly, I am looking forward doing something different for a while.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com