Please pardon the late response. I've missed some important posts and am now just going back and catching up.
accepting something close to their heart is accepting them. refusing it is turning them away, it's failing to see the worth of them and their love... it hurts
This reminds me of something that happened to me as a kid. My grandparents lived about 25 minutes away, so we would visit them a lot. On one visit, we went to somebody else's house that lived near my grandparents. I forget how they knew my grandparents. But they were about my grandparents' age (oldish for grandparents of a 10 year old... about late 70s or so).
Anyway, so we're at this lady's house and she is very nice. I don't remember too many details, but at one point, my Grandma tells me about the stuffed animals that this lady makes. So, the lady shows me all the stuffed animals she has in the house already. They were cute. I really liked them. And then she told me I could pick one to take for keeps. I was flabbergasted! And I felt extremely guilty at the thought of taking one. I kept on saying no, I couldn't, you really should save these for other kids who really deserve them. Why did I feel like if I took one I would be preventing some other kid from having them?? I mean, *I* was probably one of the random kids she would like to have one of these stuffed animals. But for some reason, I couldn't see that. I just felt guilty.
It wasn't until later that I realized that I might have hurt her feelings, like I didn't like the stuffed animals! But I did! I thought they were very cute! Even now as I write this, I'm feeling awful. I want to lookup to the sky and somehow tell the soul of this woman (I'm assuming she passed away already) that I really liked her stuffed animals and that I really wanted to take one, but I didn't because I felt guilty, not because I thought they were bad. siiiigh. I'm hoping that if she is up in heaven, that she knows this already. =}
Now, this is where my memory gets fuzzy. I know that later on as a kid, I had a stuffed animal duck and a baby-sized stuffed animals duck that looked like homemade type stuffed animals. Were these ducks some of the animals this lady made?? I *think* so. Perhaps my Grandma got these from her to give to me and my brother. I liked the duckies, they were cute. Now, I just wish I knew where all my stuffed animals are...
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Date: 2003-07-19 10:31 pm (UTC)accepting something close to their heart is accepting them. refusing it is turning them away, it's failing to see the worth of them and their love... it hurts
This reminds me of something that happened to me as a kid. My grandparents lived about 25 minutes away, so we would visit them a lot. On one visit, we went to somebody else's house that lived near my grandparents. I forget how they knew my grandparents. But they were about my grandparents' age (oldish for grandparents of a 10 year old... about late 70s or so).
Anyway, so we're at this lady's house and she is very nice. I don't remember too many details, but at one point, my Grandma tells me about the stuffed animals that this lady makes. So, the lady shows me all the stuffed animals she has in the house already. They were cute. I really liked them. And then she told me I could pick one to take for keeps. I was flabbergasted! And I felt extremely guilty at the thought of taking one. I kept on saying no, I couldn't, you really should save these for other kids who really deserve them. Why did I feel like if I took one I would be preventing some other kid from having them?? I mean, *I* was probably one of the random kids she would like to have one of these stuffed animals. But for some reason, I couldn't see that. I just felt guilty.
It wasn't until later that I realized that I might have hurt her feelings, like I didn't like the stuffed animals! But I did! I thought they were very cute! Even now as I write this, I'm feeling awful. I want to lookup to the sky and somehow tell the soul of this woman (I'm assuming she passed away already) that I really liked her stuffed animals and that I really wanted to take one, but I didn't because I felt guilty, not because I thought they were bad. siiiigh. I'm hoping that if she is up in heaven, that she knows this already. =}
Now, this is where my memory gets fuzzy. I know that later on as a kid, I had a stuffed animal duck and a baby-sized stuffed animals duck that looked like homemade type stuffed animals. Were these ducks some of the animals this lady made?? I *think* so. Perhaps my Grandma got these from her to give to me and my brother. I liked the duckies, they were cute. Now, I just wish I knew where all my stuffed animals are...