13 Jun 2007 seemaxrun 20 Comments aztecs, childhood, family, friends, hollywood, life with animals, love, mayhem, women, writing Permalink grief Sometimes I wonder if grief — Can build up in your body till it smashes everything else down. It seems funny an emotion could impact physicality that way. Or not. But every time I get real sick? It comes on the heels of grief. 20 Responses to grief Anita Marie June 13, 2007 at 9:08 am No doubt…the Mind and Soul and Body need each other to function…one suffers so does the rest. And I’m sorry Max if you were feeling grief there and it was bad enough to bring the house down- I hope you had someone to talk to- and I hope you weren’t alone in it. Anita Marie Anita Marie June 13, 2007 at 10:59 am Here…there’s nothing like a good laugh to bring those three things I told you about together. http://www.firstfoot.com/ amm Jennifer June 13, 2007 at 11:35 am grief, I find is the most destructive on the body. Especially, over death. I was around my brother when he passed and my body and mind did not agree on how to respond. Bodies don’t like it no matter what you think, know, believe. I am sorry you had to deal with grief, I hope you feel better. max June 13, 2007 at 1:34 pm [[[the shortage of dwarfs]]] Richard Morgan June 13, 2007 at 9:48 pm Breaking a solemn vow to myself here but desperate times call for desperate measures. Sorry about the grief within you. Stiletto June 13, 2007 at 10:03 pm What is going on with my Max? Tell Dr Stiletto – free of charge! Get more rest, have more Diet Cokes, kick your feet up and watch tv, maybe go treat yourself to a massage? Um, Pumpkin just kicked something off the chair and I think that was her message to you – she says “Meow meOw mEoW meoW.” Please feel better soon. richardmorgan June 13, 2007 at 10:06 pm I sent a comment earlier, Max, but the Comment Monster ate it. Just wanted you to know that I’m sorry for whatever pain you’re going through — whether physical or emotional or spiritual. Yeah, I know — I said I’d never post here again but what can I say? Some things are more important than one’s ego. max June 13, 2007 at 10:09 pm Thanks you. I feel like a giant hand picked me up and shook me hard. But this too shall pass. Hey scritch behind Pumpkin’s ears for me. That is one cute cat. Stiletto June 13, 2007 at 10:16 pm She is a dogcat. That’s what you called her. I can’t get that word out of my hair. LK says she communicates and you say she is a Dogcat so she is a TALKING HYBRID. I will call her over since I know she’ll come here on command. And I’ll give her lots of scritches (that is a funny word by the way). Stiletto June 13, 2007 at 10:17 pm Hmm, well that wasn’t so easy. She was grooming her ladyparts and she was probably annoyed I called her over. max June 13, 2007 at 10:24 pm LOL! Pumpkin: “Hey, I was busy here.” Stiletto June 13, 2007 at 10:25 pm Well at leat she gave me a kiss. Oh yuck. Maybe I should have waited. max June 13, 2007 at 10:28 pm Kitty revenge is subtle. [LOL] Stiletto June 13, 2007 at 10:31 pm Hell hath no fury like…kitty scorned! Stiletto June 13, 2007 at 10:32 pm And is she spiteful! My nephew locked her out on the guest bedroom and when he went to pick his shirt off the floor the next morning he found a pile of turds on it. Stiletto June 13, 2007 at 10:33 pm (He had left his shirt in the next room). Actually I was glad she did that because I had yelled at him to pick it up and he wouldn’t listen. He threatened to take one of Pumpkin’s lives away! max June 13, 2007 at 10:37 pm Jeesh it is a wonder he did not take one of your lives away what with all the pyrotechnics. Stiletto June 13, 2007 at 10:39 pm My brother went through a pyrotechnic phase at the very same age. It’s either a guy thing or a family thing. Anyway he burnt one my mother’s Vietnam flags and she called the cops on him! Stiletto June 13, 2007 at 10:41 pm Ok missy I am starting to nod off. One thing you West Coast people seem to have on your side is time. Always three hours behind from us. max June 13, 2007 at 10:45 pm Night you. Leave a ReplyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment * Name * Email * Website Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment.