tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899779031397633353.post1071675867709053868..comments2023-05-22T07:19:27.418-07:00Comments on Out Of The Writer's Closet: Daily Sketches. #9 BlanketNatalia Lialinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07552652475347261756noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899779031397633353.post-33449071011022198772015-08-11T15:18:25.110-07:002015-08-11T15:18:25.110-07:00Blankets are full of love and memories, i wrote ab...Blankets are full of love and memories, i wrote about one but this post reminds me of another I am sleeping under from childhood. Also a scratchy wool, but softest pink :-)<br />Lovely writing Natasha xo Jazzy Jack Jazzy Jackhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09082508866581606775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899779031397633353.post-10575964587231262872015-08-10T12:51:56.981-07:002015-08-10T12:51:56.981-07:00I think my favourite blanket is one with a tiger p...I think my favourite blanket is one with a tiger print...I don't know what happened to it or is it still in my parent's aparatment. My home was much like your own, there were already relatives staying in, visiting or sometimes even living with us temporary. When I was a kid, I would bring half of my class home to play. There were as many as 20 children running around our flat or jumping and screaming in my room. My parents were very tolerant and they never complained about the fuss:). When we would visit my grandmother, she behaved in the same way. My relatives and I would almost demolish the house, but she would just say, children need to play.<br /><br />One way or another, there were almost people staying with us. I grew up during a war so my father would sometimes bring people they would free from war camps to our home so they would have at least one meal before they head home. I remember poking my finger between some man's ribs once. He was so thin that he was almost a skeleton but he still had the heart to smile at me. <br /><br />It is really remarkable you were able to start a school yourself and finance it despite the fact you didn't have the means to do so. I imagine it must have been an epic feat...no wonder you look back and wonder how you were able to do it. Working hard doesn't always give results we hoped for, but it always gives us the ability to be proud of ourselves and that is priceless.<br /><br />Still, it is really difficult sometimes because the more we give, the more people expect from us. I used to be really active when it comes to volunteer work and I hope I can be again, but right now I really don't have the energy to do it.Ivana Splithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04908566377732204399noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899779031397633353.post-71881305831846074162015-08-10T08:56:12.509-07:002015-08-10T08:56:12.509-07:00OK, if I HAD to pick a favorite blanket, it would ...OK, if I HAD to pick a favorite blanket, it would probably be the blue one in this picture, which I picked up during a trip to Scotland. Nice to know that my favorite blanket and your favorite blanket get along so well. :)Justin Doniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17782841071458727742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899779031397633353.post-58096023313520180062015-08-10T07:40:00.512-07:002015-08-10T07:40:00.512-07:00wonderful memories!!!
i wish i had them too.....
x...wonderful memories!!!<br />i wish i had them too.....<br />xxxxbahnwärterinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02032478343344432338noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899779031397633353.post-61115665542862903352015-08-09T21:56:01.069-07:002015-08-09T21:56:01.069-07:00Such a wonderful post Natalia. Your culture and u...Such a wonderful post Natalia. Your culture and upbringing sounds a lot like mine. Back home, everyone helped each other. There was always room in a relative's house for other members in transition. People will happily share everything without a second thought and we wash everything by hand :). Good to learn more about and from you dear Natalia. Enjoy the rest of your week. xothecookingwardrobehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06958804420056915556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899779031397633353.post-62608129395389968322015-08-09T19:22:02.849-07:002015-08-09T19:22:02.849-07:00Thank you, Sam! Opening up is hard, it's proba...Thank you, Sam! Opening up is hard, it's probably the hardest thing to do, especially after you've been hurt quite severely, but I won't become a true artist if I don't overcome this fear.Natalia Lialinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07552652475347261756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899779031397633353.post-12187115018441692002015-08-09T18:31:03.004-07:002015-08-09T18:31:03.004-07:00What wondrous memories and feelings that blanket h...What wondrous memories and feelings that blanket held, and was able to travel half a world away to reconnect once more. We seem to learn more and more about you as a writer and person in every post, a gift to us readers. SAMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16485146123969622896noreply@blogger.com