tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550984997213939656.post8178068414299024730..comments2024-03-15T00:09:38.427-04:00Comments on Isn't She Lovely: The calm before the stormJana Burrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07661070303089465262noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550984997213939656.post-65798860415495960762014-07-15T18:50:31.027-04:002014-07-15T18:50:31.027-04:00Hurricane Erin. I'll never forget it. But it...Hurricane Erin. I'll never forget it. But it wasn't so much that I was fascinated by the storms as it was that I was determined to face them head on. I mean, if something was going to "get" me and mine, I was going to stare it down first!! I figured maybe I could conquer it before it conquered me, you know? So your analogy of your calm before the storm of a new baby is dead on, Jana. Stare it down and conquer it. It's not a futile effort. And it will be every bit as stormy and as calm as you expect it to be. All you can do is continue to enjoy the calm AND the storm ... and always know the difference!! I love you so much! This post is amazing!! Never stop writing. You do it so well.Vicky Batemanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400907414268208745noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550984997213939656.post-50884267870496341432014-07-14T21:33:03.149-04:002014-07-14T21:33:03.149-04:00Eek - I can't believe it's already almost ...Eek - I can't believe it's already almost time! That crazy life you describe sounds beautiful in it's way...just like a storm, actually. I always notice how green everything looks just before it's about to rain. It is my absolute favorite time to be outside. Sounds like your life is full of greenery now, too. :) Nicolehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14348464785237672542noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550984997213939656.post-56627891287857408042014-07-14T14:11:48.674-04:002014-07-14T14:11:48.674-04:00So wonderfully put Jana. Newborns are a storm - so...So wonderfully put Jana. Newborns are a storm - so much in the way that they tear our lives apart and make us damp and dirty, but also in the ways that they can refresh and renew us, feed us and help us grow. <br /><br />Waiting out my own personal storm over here in a state of denial. :)Meghan Splawnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15943993511295863188noreply@blogger.com