tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187537404576478234.post2901109068991117582..comments2023-04-13T09:38:17.871+01:00Comments on Writing from the Edge: It Wasn't My Fault!Lorely Forresterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01055051415631750885noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187537404576478234.post-35260857896737512502012-02-18T17:48:46.789+00:002012-02-18T17:48:46.789+00:00Lovely touching piece. Material possessions are wa...Lovely touching piece. Material possessions are way too important nowadays- this reminds people that there's nothing more important than love of your family.Annahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03196242830270617518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187537404576478234.post-39147837167431881262012-02-15T23:22:00.441+00:002012-02-15T23:22:00.441+00:00This is a sweet story. Very nice.This is a sweet story. Very nice.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187537404576478234.post-13726222797509713032012-02-15T20:05:23.451+00:002012-02-15T20:05:23.451+00:00Thank you all for your comments, and I'm glad ...Thank you all for your comments, and I'm glad you liked this piece.<br /><br />This isn't a 'real' story, but one of my boys - a very gentle child - was very clumsy when he was young and often had accidents of various kinds. When I was a child my mother never made a song and dance about something being broken. As long as the guilty party owned up and apologised that was the end ofWriting from the Edgehttp://lorely-writingfromtheedge.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187537404576478234.post-46874485962713907032012-02-15T09:05:02.080+00:002012-02-15T09:05:02.080+00:00A really sweet story and very well written. It isn...A really sweet story and very well written. It isn't always so easy to accept our children's weaknesses - who doesn't want perfect children? I think I would need more background here to make it truly believable though re: unconditional forgiveness. For instance, if it was a special plate, was he being disobedient by playing with a ball near the shelf, for instance? And what about DancingInTheRainnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187537404576478234.post-66330491872928691682012-02-14T11:17:29.252+00:002012-02-14T11:17:29.252+00:00Awwwww poor Teddy...Awwwww poor Teddy...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187537404576478234.post-62648509006686673552012-02-13T22:54:55.987+00:002012-02-13T22:54:55.987+00:00Ah, bless him.Ah, bless him.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187537404576478234.post-91088805841039785902012-02-13T19:22:59.754+00:002012-02-13T19:22:59.754+00:00I love "Sometimes all my fingers turn to thum...I love "Sometimes all my fingers turn to thumbs too." I know exactly the love Anna feels and the forgiveness that goes with it. So wonderfulLisa Wields Wordshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14031635892741054553noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187537404576478234.post-78628649218812247522012-02-13T14:50:44.000+00:002012-02-13T14:50:44.000+00:00This is really touching - a lovely example of moth...This is really touching - a lovely example of motherly love!Sally-Jaynehttp://www.sjbteaching.comnoreply@blogger.com