Comments on: #1: Through the Night http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/09/10/1-through-the-night/ Listen to stories on anything from honeymoons to WWII, from award-winning journalists to first-time writers alike, from anywhere in the world. Fri, 30 Jul 2010 14:53:23 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.0.4 by: K Picardy http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/09/10/1-through-the-night/#comment-33566 Wed, 26 Sep 2007 23:44:33 +0000 http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/09/10/1-through-the-night/#comment-33566 Wow. I couldn’t stop the goose bumps or the tears as I heard this story. So honest. So poignant. We learn our strength and our limitations when we truly love. Thank you for sharing this story, this picture, of love. Wow. I couldn’t stop the goose bumps or the tears as I heard this story. So honest. So poignant. We learn our strength and our limitations when we truly love. Thank you for sharing this story, this picture, of love.

]]> by: Meagan Cordova http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/09/10/1-through-the-night/#comment-33456 Tue, 25 Sep 2007 00:52:43 +0000 http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/09/10/1-through-the-night/#comment-33456 My father died three weeks ago of cancer, and spent countless hours as his caretaker and days upon days watching him suffer. To watch a parent regress to an infantile state is humbling and overwhelming. It is somewhat surreal, like I would fade in and out (this is real, not real, real, not real) and that is perhaps what keeps us going, no? I truly admire your compassion. I was not near as graceful as you, and part of my current grief is the guilt that I should have done more. Like you. We should all be so lucky to have children so selfless. My father died three weeks ago of cancer, and spent countless hours as his caretaker and days upon days watching him suffer. To watch a parent regress to an infantile state is humbling and overwhelming. It is somewhat surreal, like I would fade in and out (this is real, not real, real, not real) and that is perhaps what keeps us going, no? I truly admire your compassion. I was not near as graceful as you, and part of my current grief is the guilt that I should have done more. Like you. We should all be so lucky to have children so selfless.

]]> by: marla h. thurman http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/09/10/1-through-the-night/#comment-33125 Wed, 19 Sep 2007 20:09:03 +0000 http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/09/10/1-through-the-night/#comment-33125 this is lovely. my relationship with my own mother is so completely decimated... beyond repair... but i felt this. beautiful story. this is lovely.

my relationship with my own mother is so completely decimated… beyond repair… but i felt this.

beautiful story.

]]> by: JAnthony http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/09/10/1-through-the-night/#comment-32633 Fri, 14 Sep 2007 02:39:49 +0000 http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/09/10/1-through-the-night/#comment-32633 Amazing story. My eyes are filled with tears. I had a similar experience with my grandma and it is stunning to see, in those moments, how profound your love is for someone that nothing matters but being there for them. Amazing story. My eyes are filled with tears. I had a similar experience with my grandma and it is stunning to see, in those moments, how profound your love is for someone that nothing matters but being there for them.

]]> by: Linda Kush http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/09/10/1-through-the-night/#comment-32295 Tue, 11 Sep 2007 15:47:25 +0000 http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/09/10/1-through-the-night/#comment-32295 "She held onto her IV tower. I held onto my mom." That passage brought tears to my eyes. I took care of my mother after a fall and felt the same sense of honor that Grigoni described so beautifully. I think it's so rewarding to be a caregiver to a parent because it's an opportunity to repay them in a small way for their years of generosity, sacrifice and unconditional love. “She held onto her IV tower. I held onto my mom.” That passage brought tears to my eyes. I took care of my mother after a fall and felt the same sense of honor that Grigoni described so beautifully. I think it’s so rewarding to be a caregiver to a parent because it’s an opportunity to repay them in a small way for their years of generosity, sacrifice and unconditional love.

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