tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5172138540665861971.post6327366067032207931..comments2023-09-21T02:47:49.457-07:00Comments on doreen dodgen-magee, psy.d.: loud, rebellious loving kindnessdoreen dodgen-mageehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11700537516895312123noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5172138540665861971.post-49999235312866599032012-02-14T16:34:24.212-08:002012-02-14T16:34:24.212-08:00I really like thinking of the broader context of l...I really like thinking of the broader context of love to celebrate on this day. I especially like taking back the day from the cynical consumerism that has sucked the life out of what it could be. That's rebellion of the highest order!Thomashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14757257587113315588noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5172138540665861971.post-72981238861481340152012-02-14T14:02:40.121-08:002012-02-14T14:02:40.121-08:00Doreen, you are so good at doing what you write ab...Doreen, you are so good at doing what you write about. The bag of home-made card making materials you gave us is nearly all used up. You'd also get a kick out of the line that the girls were going to use when they entered their classroom this morning: (in a loud voice) "I'm sorry boys, I'm already taken. I have a Valentine and his name is (dramatic pause) Daddy." not sure if it really happened, but we all had a good laugh together imagining them doing this. -joshjreidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02079848187587669468noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5172138540665861971.post-24631594776833275382012-02-13T22:25:19.843-08:002012-02-13T22:25:19.843-08:00Thank you for this Doreen. I am all too familiar w...Thank you for this Doreen. I am all too familiar with feeling unlovable, alone, and Valentine-less. I also know what it feels like to be unrecognized when others are being celebrated. Tomorrow is a hard day for me because I have a painful anniversary of an event that changed my life forever. The thing that struck me in reading your post was that I am not alone. We all feel alone at times. We all feel unrecognized at times. We all have pain. We all hurt. My pain is great, but it isn't as great as others' pain. Tomorrow I am making a choice to give my love to those that have touched me, and to those who I don't even know. I can choose to be miserable and feel alone, or I can choose to celebrate those who have loved me and those that need love. Thank you for this post- it really grounded me.pennylaynehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16084623089363366936noreply@blogger.com