tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10214458.post9084689558823339074..comments2024-03-27T13:10:17.362-07:00Comments on The Luna Park Gazette: Better Behind YouRob Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04741955202727936194noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10214458.post-22443236061405786132007-06-26T20:23:00.000-07:002007-06-26T20:23:00.000-07:00You're welcome, Rob.I always cringe when I open yo...You're welcome, Rob.<BR/><BR/>I always cringe when I open your blog to see your response to my comments, haha. I write stuff that I'm feeling at the moment but later think to myself "Should I have said that?" Then I worry about how you will take it.<BR/><BR/>I apologize for my sad attempt at humor. I hope the smack comment didn't offend you.<BR/><BR/>And as far as Dr. Phil goes...where do you think I got this stuff from?! Heh. Ok, just some of it. The rest I learned by experiences. I've had my ups and downs over the years and just learn as I go along. At least I hope I take something away from the pain I have lived through. The goal is to try not to repeat the same mistake twice.Marsha Phippshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10871432289259418935noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10214458.post-24563226954429118202007-06-26T19:09:00.000-07:002007-06-26T19:09:00.000-07:00Wow, Marsha, that's great stuff. Thank you for the...Wow, Marsha, that's great stuff. <BR/><BR/>Thank you for the insights and the personal experience.<BR/><BR/>Who needs Dr. Phil when we have you?<BR/><BR/>I'm going to take you advice and I may even talk aloud in the subway. That's nothing in this town.<BR/><BR/>But I'll skip that smack upside the head if it's all the same to you.Rob Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04741955202727936194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10214458.post-23104730892696726252007-06-26T10:37:00.000-07:002007-06-26T10:37:00.000-07:00Rob, you are not responsible for the way you feel ...Rob, you are not responsible for the way you feel towards your father. You did not choose for him to treat you and the family the way he did. HE created that mess and if the result is you not wanting to or feeling the need to visit his grave, then so be it. That's on him, not you.<BR/><BR/>My son's father died and we don't visit his often. The man is in heaven, not in the ground. I feel no need to visit him there, other than take his son now and again so his aunt doesn't get angry at me. I loved him, he died, he's gone. Visiting a grave will not make me feel better.<BR/><BR/>When you feel the bad memories coming on, stop the thought in it's tracks and say to yourself, "Not today, I'll think about that later." Take a deep breath and move on. Maybe it will help. I do that when I crave a cigarette. Instead of telling myself I can't have one, I say "I'll smoke one later." Then I get busy with other things and never do smoke. Sounds silly, but it works for me.<BR/><BR/>You say that you're putting things behind you. That's great but it seems that while you "put them behind you" you have them chained to your leg like a cement weight. You are dragging around all that "crap", thinking on it, reacting to it, writing about it, it never leaves you alone. You choose to let it haunt you. Stop it in it's tracks. Even if you have to say it out loud, "I will not think about that today!" (Just don't do it on the subway! haha)<BR/><BR/>Cut it lose, Rob. Stop feeling sorry for yourself and start living. Part of me feels for you, the other part wants to smack you upside the head and say, "Snap out of it!" :D<BR/><BR/>Just my opinion. Good luck with it!Marsha Phippshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10871432289259418935noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10214458.post-56099973312041858892007-06-24T16:55:00.000-07:002007-06-24T16:55:00.000-07:00Oh, Babs, you're killing me! Thanks so much for yo...Oh, Babs, you're killing me! Thanks so much for your support.<BR/>And remember that you, too, are loved.Rob Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04741955202727936194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10214458.post-25990078434930119362007-06-23T20:42:00.000-07:002007-06-23T20:42:00.000-07:00So much raw emotion. Your dad is fine and content....So much raw emotion. Your dad is fine and content.We have that old school guilt. let it go. funerals are for the living, not for the dead. Be happy for your dad, rejoice. That Catholic guilt, huh? It's powerful. You need only to remember the good times, as you've done. That's what's important.<BR/>Know that you're loved, my ol' friend.~Babz~https://www.blogger.com/profile/09004247028241433046noreply@blogger.com