tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33612293.post7299956780647835856..comments2007-06-15T05:29:42.035-07:00Wow!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00196768330556357725noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33612293.post-45269412653053082902007-06-15T05:29:00.000-07:002007-06-15T05:29:00.000-07:00Hi Chynna,<BR/><BR/>I thoroughly understand what you mean. My dad was either an extreme bipolar case or a schizophrenic.<BR/><BR/>In writing my serial memoir about online dating, eventhough, it supposedly had nothing to do with my mom and dad's relationship (so I thought) I was forced to evaluate how their dysfunction formed my young adult and adult choices.<BR/><BR/>Whewwwww... talk about uncomfortable!<BR/><BR/>Keep on keeping on, because I've gotten my reward three times over already for perseverance.<BR/><BR/>Peace,<BR/>DeeDeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04044779501609588118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33612293.post-51658235224150213722007-06-12T22:19:00.000-07:002007-06-12T22:19:00.000-07:00Chynna, this sounds like such a wonderful project for many reasons! My grandmother from Slovakia played a key role in my childhood when my parents were away at work. She was my only living grandparent, simply because I came along late in my parents' lives...and I'm going to put together a quip for you...thanks so much! Merci beaucoup!Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06827021511144397817noreply@blogger.com