tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769447100550564202.post6886557794159088191..comments2023-10-22T08:01:44.352-04:00Comments on Ιθακα (Ithaka): StorytimeUlysseshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11702993322170403647noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769447100550564202.post-27370505116695724382009-11-10T16:14:14.942-05:002009-11-10T16:14:14.942-05:00Of course you're not. That's how I know I...Of course you're not. That's how I know I'll win my bet.slcardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12000407460075088828noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769447100550564202.post-49876136405031086052009-11-10T11:05:05.262-05:002009-11-10T11:05:05.262-05:00Well, I'd hate to have something like THAT rid...Well, I'd hate to have something like THAT riding on it.<br /><br />Regardless, as I'm sure you understand, I'm not in it for anything other than what I'm already getting... in spades.Ulysseshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11702993322170403647noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769447100550564202.post-21275300225501260122009-11-10T11:00:57.898-05:002009-11-10T11:00:57.898-05:00If they don't already, and you might be surpri...If they don't already, and you might be surprised by what they can't or aren't yet ready to express, they will. I'd bet you all of my publishing hopes and dreams on it.slcardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12000407460075088828noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769447100550564202.post-25706199506273962912009-11-09T20:50:18.890-05:002009-11-09T20:50:18.890-05:00I apologize for messing up your schedule. Perhaps...I apologize for messing up your schedule. Perhaps, if you let me know ahead of time, I can time weepy posts better 8).<br /><br />My sons came to me late in their lives, with clear memories and some serious fantasies about their biological parents. They are not forthcoming with their affection (they're teenagers now, so there's nothing unusual about that) to Persephone or myself. We don't get "I love you," and I don't think we ever have.<br /><br />My fondest hope is that some day I will find that they have felt about me just a tiny bit of what you feel for your father.Ulysseshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11702993322170403647noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769447100550564202.post-26330380609591501572009-11-09T13:28:28.985-05:002009-11-09T13:28:28.985-05:00Captain! You've made me cry. I don't hav...Captain! You've made me cry. I don't have time for that today.<br /><br />How about some more weird (I know you probably have no idea what I'm talking about half the time. I tend to forget other people can't read my mind. It is terribly inconvenient). My dad adopted me, and he is the very best dad that ever lived or ever could live and nothing makes me happier, deep down in the pit of me, then when someone says how much I look like him. Adoption really is a wonderful, wonderful thing. From the child's perspective, I highly recommend it too.<br /><br />Now I need a tissue.<br /><br />Oh, and Cassandra is perfectly right: All the best stories really do begin with once upon a timeslcardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12000407460075088828noreply@blogger.com