tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2355217747488944907.post5897997441829526732..comments2023-08-28T18:09:26.553+08:00Comments on A Glimpse of a Widow 's Heart: My Children - Chapter 3Laurencitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12008423421604560468noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2355217747488944907.post-16761464161274182312009-06-24T14:15:21.244+08:002009-06-24T14:15:21.244+08:00Wow, another story Nay, it's nice to read true...Wow, another story Nay, it's nice to read true to life stories, it would either make you laugh or cry.<br /><br />Thanks Nay, I have also different experiences that keeps on lingering on my mind but painful anymore, not like before.<br /><br />http://sarahg26.blogspot.comSarah A. Galang, Ph.D.https://www.blogger.com/profile/10005101143958564003noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2355217747488944907.post-79282763699225400572009-06-21T07:36:07.430+08:002009-06-21T07:36:07.430+08:00children too are as sensitive as we grown ups, som...children too are as sensitive as we grown ups, sometimes it has different impact on their little mind either they grow stronger or weak depends =on their abilities. Wwhen I was a child my family used to tell me that my father was "nalumos sa sabaw" and I took it seriously but in contrast I grow up strong minded.<br /><br />Now that I am a parent I can look back from my child experiences and I thought my children will have a different upbringing than me so i dont joke to them that way, life experiences taught us to grow to see things differently and fix things up.Lindzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03981110430420676885noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2355217747488944907.post-23665762888405254592009-06-20T15:32:31.242+08:002009-06-20T15:32:31.242+08:00that same comment auntie na pinunitan ra sa basura...that same comment auntie na pinunitan ra sa basura also affected my papa before and PTL he's now release from that...i learned from this post once again...Genefaithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11325808462919514940noreply@blogger.com