tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809709352834557002.post100524034977081221..comments2024-01-09T22:10:07.241-06:00Comments on Fractured Family Tales: Dark SkiesRobbie Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12355421896613106268noreply@blogger.comBlogger40125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809709352834557002.post-44809355832739836892013-03-30T01:46:38.746-05:002013-03-30T01:46:38.746-05:00wow..those are vivid memories! I remember forcing ...wow..those are vivid memories! I remember forcing myself to go up the caskets at funerals b/c I felt like the person would know if I didn't.Robbie Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12355421896613106268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809709352834557002.post-54058381977519648532013-03-23T17:31:39.206-05:002013-03-23T17:31:39.206-05:00Wow! Cancer and death are always scary, but to a ...Wow! Cancer and death are always scary, but to a 9 year old it is the unknown. I remember when I was 6 and my grandpa died of a heart attack. I was terrified that my heart was going to attack to and I would die. My dad pushed me to go see him in his casket and give him one last kiss. Kissing him on his forehead gave me a little shock because of the static electricity. These are all very vivid memories. Thanks for sharing yours. I enjoy reading your writing. Cristy Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09099315324553604669noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809709352834557002.post-9044996052364472822013-03-23T02:23:01.007-05:002013-03-23T02:23:01.007-05:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809709352834557002.post-51696465345170326062013-03-23T00:34:18.282-05:002013-03-23T00:34:18.282-05:00I'm overwhelmed by your words and insight. Tha...I'm overwhelmed by your words and insight. Thank you.Robbie Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12355421896613106268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809709352834557002.post-48005148275205196322013-03-23T00:33:41.014-05:002013-03-23T00:33:41.014-05:00It was and with a 9 year old daughter now it seems...It was and with a 9 year old daughter now it seems even scarier.Robbie Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12355421896613106268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809709352834557002.post-63948289202507590652013-03-23T00:32:38.541-05:002013-03-23T00:32:38.541-05:00Thanks. I feel every bit the 9 year old, with a lu...Thanks. I feel every bit the 9 year old, with a lump in her throat sitting on the top bunk hearing that dreaded shrill ring of the phone.Robbie Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12355421896613106268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809709352834557002.post-53213025606314565792013-03-23T00:31:42.969-05:002013-03-23T00:31:42.969-05:00Thank you. She was an amazing lady and a bit of a ...Thank you. She was an amazing lady and a bit of a mystery to me. When writing this I learned that she was a preschool teacher-as I was for 12 years.Robbie Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12355421896613106268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809709352834557002.post-6689341537264179622013-03-23T00:30:18.855-05:002013-03-23T00:30:18.855-05:00Thank you. I feel every bit a 9 year old when I th...Thank you. I feel every bit a 9 year old when I think back to that time.Robbie Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12355421896613106268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809709352834557002.post-35915963068140240672013-03-23T00:29:31.551-05:002013-03-23T00:29:31.551-05:00Those phone calls are the worst. I feel a sense of...Those phone calls are the worst. I feel a sense of panic and dread whenever the phone rings in the middle of the night or before the sunrises.Robbie Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12355421896613106268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809709352834557002.post-48714185512628912282013-03-23T00:28:30.752-05:002013-03-23T00:28:30.752-05:00I know you truly do. Thinking of you and yours.I know you truly do. Thinking of you and yours.Robbie Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12355421896613106268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809709352834557002.post-51969037793882168742013-03-23T00:22:49.142-05:002013-03-23T00:22:49.142-05:00Thank you. That line I added at the end as i remem...Thank you. That line I added at the end as i remembered driving on the interstate with the rain pounding and the windshield wipers going full blast.Robbie Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12355421896613106268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809709352834557002.post-9937056369724827292013-03-23T00:21:41.699-05:002013-03-23T00:21:41.699-05:00Thank you. I remember being so devastated and sad ...Thank you. I remember being so devastated and sad or my cousin, who was a year younger than me but I don't know that I was able to convey that to her.Robbie Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12355421896613106268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809709352834557002.post-3121893916591625402013-03-23T00:20:34.528-05:002013-03-23T00:20:34.528-05:00In writing this I was a bit surprised to realize t...In writing this I was a bit surprised to realize the details I remember and the ones I forgot. I have no idea how long my mom & brother were gone or what we did after school every day while they were there.Robbie Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12355421896613106268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809709352834557002.post-62391904475098978522013-03-23T00:19:20.769-05:002013-03-23T00:19:20.769-05:00Yes those phone calls get you in the gut don't...Yes those phone calls get you in the gut don't they? Thanks.Robbie Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12355421896613106268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809709352834557002.post-38477743385534362722013-03-23T00:18:10.570-05:002013-03-23T00:18:10.570-05:00Thanks for your kinds words.Thanks for your kinds words.Robbie Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12355421896613106268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809709352834557002.post-38137872338405531022013-03-23T00:17:56.833-05:002013-03-23T00:17:56.833-05:00Thanks for your kind words and the welcome back. T...Thanks for your kind words and the welcome back. That wall phone had to have had the loooongest cord in the world.Robbie Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12355421896613106268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809709352834557002.post-5665215654824516932013-03-23T00:17:12.253-05:002013-03-23T00:17:12.253-05:00It was a hue moment. It was odd to me to discover ...It was a hue moment. It was odd to me to discover what details I didn't know..such as how old she was.Robbie Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12355421896613106268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809709352834557002.post-79132625804350154612013-03-23T00:14:47.794-05:002013-03-23T00:14:47.794-05:00Those phone calls are horrific aren't they? I&...Those phone calls are horrific aren't they? I'm sorry or your loss.Robbie Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12355421896613106268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809709352834557002.post-19622306807204778222013-03-21T19:48:31.353-05:002013-03-21T19:48:31.353-05:00Death in the family is always a tragedy, no matter...Death in the family is always a tragedy, no matter how they were taken. But your memory of the experience held such a sweetness only a child could have.Annehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15640511681168230116noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809709352834557002.post-39475897210467059952013-03-21T17:50:37.894-05:002013-03-21T17:50:37.894-05:00That must have been such a scary and sad time for ...That must have been such a scary and sad time for you. <br />Good to see you on the grid again!Michelle Longohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15437193620480920753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809709352834557002.post-89884813105108845972013-03-21T15:46:04.398-05:002013-03-21T15:46:04.398-05:00Love the way you detailed this early loss in your ...Love the way you detailed this early loss in your life. Thank you for sharing something so intimate and real. Beautifully written 9 year old voice. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809709352834557002.post-64504126242018991552013-03-21T15:39:12.775-05:002013-03-21T15:39:12.775-05:00Welcome back to the grid! I am so sorry for your l...Welcome back to the grid! I am so sorry for your loss. Sounds like she was an amazing lady.Samantha Brinn Merelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15109435460094526642noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809709352834557002.post-79899887543275821742013-03-21T14:54:48.502-05:002013-03-21T14:54:48.502-05:00I loved the language you used in the story to conv...I loved the language you used in the story to convey the childlike innocence, so severely broken. How awful of an experience. <br /><br />Welcome back to the grid, with big hugs. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809709352834557002.post-39842701479318309822013-03-21T13:18:56.917-05:002013-03-21T13:18:56.917-05:00I felt like I was right there with you, feeling th...I felt like I was right there with you, feeling the dread and sorrow. I'm so sorry that you lost your aunt to the evil cancer. I'm sorry that at the tender age of 9, you learned about loss. I hate the middle of the night phone calls.AnnMariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02152506646344966212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809709352834557002.post-79361456675570211902013-03-21T13:05:50.576-05:002013-03-21T13:05:50.576-05:00oh i feel this. :(oh i feel this. :(christinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02983259980848913151noreply@blogger.com