tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535294078685621239.post2510390893501672429..comments2023-08-16T07:23:02.495-07:00Comments on The Coffee Lady: And this is where you get with metaphorsThe Coffee Ladyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06686044352290845905noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535294078685621239.post-58595329839789729262017-08-21T15:27:30.297-07:002017-08-21T15:27:30.297-07:00How absolutely dreadful. So, so sorry. You are ind...How absolutely dreadful. So, so sorry. You are indeed a very splendid chicken and your husband sounds like a rat. (You're such a good writer that you wrote so well, even about such a horrible thing.)Pam https://www.blogger.com/profile/12641269043817163165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535294078685621239.post-66761344886786642952017-08-15T05:36:07.013-07:002017-08-15T05:36:07.013-07:00You've got to be kidding me! Can hardly belie...You've got to be kidding me! Can hardly believe it. I'm so very sorry. You should have had that support all along. Midlife is something else. I never had the life with a husband or children, never got it. And envied those who had what looked like a wonderful home. Now it seems I keep hearing of people that thought they had it but were actually alone in it...<br /><br />I wish it were different as you deserve to be lovingly cherished. But given all the hard work you've put in, I believe the universe has all good things for you just around the corner. Sending a prayer for peace for you, & all love...KimAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535294078685621239.post-1927657675915726592017-08-11T08:20:59.966-07:002017-08-11T08:20:59.966-07:00Yes, I get what you mean. I realised that I had co...Yes, I get what you mean. I realised that I had completely raised our 3 children (1 step child), whilst also caring for my elderly parents and a childless elderly uncle. Alone. Despite being married. <br />I also realised that he had serially cheated for about 20 years without my realising it. That was 10 years ago. We are still in the same *insert word here*. home/family/marriage???<br />I may have left it too late to leave, but at the time our daughter was recovering from open heart surgery. And then life continued to happen, Alzheimers/death; spinal problems; financial crash; more bereavement and breakdowns etc etc. (And that's only half of the shite from these 10 years.<br />He now thinks we are ok, despite separate bedrooms. We are not. I would leave tomorrow if I had the courage. Children are grown now.<br />That realisation about long term adultery/serial adultery and the fact your marriage was fake, oh God, it tears your heart out. <br />Blessings to you, my darling, it's gonna be a long hard road but the 'training' for this particular marathon has already been done.<br />Susan xx<br />susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12762599123725286723noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535294078685621239.post-30950281594582602502017-08-10T01:07:04.957-07:002017-08-10T01:07:04.957-07:00I've been there and it's shit but you are ...I've been there and it's shit but you are one strong, funny and amazing lady and you will come through. Sending much love to you and the kids xxxGinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05689402000429710324noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535294078685621239.post-83041576185007574852017-08-09T12:38:03.684-07:002017-08-09T12:38:03.684-07:00So sorry you've had to go through all of it. Y...So sorry you've had to go through all of it. You do come across as strong and positive, you should be proud of yourself and all you have coped with. I'm sending you a cyber hug and my very best wishes for the future. CJ xxCJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14311693185700341580noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535294078685621239.post-23842258197478137192017-08-09T10:26:28.747-07:002017-08-09T10:26:28.747-07:00Ye gods, what a horrible load of things to happen ...Ye gods, what a horrible load of things to happen to you. I have had the husband walking out but I didn't have all the rest of the stuff you have dealt with. I salute you m'dear, you are indeed the Chicken! Keep on clucking. xxAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535294078685621239.post-60436229695612314652017-08-09T04:21:45.514-07:002017-08-09T04:21:45.514-07:00Thanks, lovelyThanks, lovelyThe Coffee Ladyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06686044352290845905noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535294078685621239.post-1827022501738333712017-08-09T04:21:31.572-07:002017-08-09T04:21:31.572-07:00Thank you.Thank you.The Coffee Ladyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06686044352290845905noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535294078685621239.post-64537336241453313692017-08-09T03:44:46.682-07:002017-08-09T03:44:46.682-07:00Well said and done. The next time someone calls me...Well said and done. The next time someone calls me a chicken I'll have an entirely different bird in mind.<br />xoblackbirdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535294078685621239.post-61345442991494497852017-08-09T02:36:08.769-07:002017-08-09T02:36:08.769-07:00You've had your shit together since I first me...You've had your shit together since I first met you. You also always used to doubt yourself even at 17. I think you're one of the most amazing people I've ever been fortunate enough to meet. Been too long.....<br />Love chickens! They even carry on without heads FGS!<br />Sending love. Catherine Hunternoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535294078685621239.post-69707745372220796252017-08-09T02:20:38.292-07:002017-08-09T02:20:38.292-07:00You ARE the fucking chicken. I am totally in awe o...You ARE the fucking chicken. I am totally in awe of you right now for the way you can write so comprehensively, with so much depth of emotion and yet so calm - you are inspiring. Ronniemamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16227180529992123444noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535294078685621239.post-90960120474304763092017-08-09T02:17:30.300-07:002017-08-09T02:17:30.300-07:00Oh I see what you did thereOh I see what you did thereThe Coffee Ladyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06686044352290845905noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535294078685621239.post-60848929843011423932017-08-09T02:17:13.610-07:002017-08-09T02:17:13.610-07:00Thanks Bernie xThanks Bernie xThe Coffee Ladyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06686044352290845905noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535294078685621239.post-67214854326748713992017-08-09T02:17:03.911-07:002017-08-09T02:17:03.911-07:00Oh, I can do falling apart spectacularly too. I ru...Oh, I can do falling apart spectacularly too. I rule.The Coffee Ladyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06686044352290845905noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535294078685621239.post-65798954724313711652017-08-09T02:16:45.042-07:002017-08-09T02:16:45.042-07:00They are now a thing.They are now a thing.The Coffee Ladyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06686044352290845905noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535294078685621239.post-59030748622832617232017-08-09T02:16:31.705-07:002017-08-09T02:16:31.705-07:00Oh yes. Fear me. Though I don't have your coll...Oh yes. Fear me. Though I don't have your collage skillz.The Coffee Ladyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06686044352290845905noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535294078685621239.post-75081742134729550542017-08-09T02:15:47.365-07:002017-08-09T02:15:47.365-07:00Thank you x
Thank you x<br />The Coffee Ladyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06686044352290845905noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535294078685621239.post-22577139257154816772017-08-09T01:33:35.140-07:002017-08-09T01:33:35.140-07:00Always knew you were a top chick(en)Always knew you were a top chick(en)domesticalihttp://domesticali.typepad.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535294078685621239.post-60939280121642700002017-08-09T01:05:23.760-07:002017-08-09T01:05:23.760-07:00Know a bit about what that rug going out from unde...Know a bit about what that rug going out from under you feels like but, trust me, it gets better. It really does xxxxAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15616549583484410013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535294078685621239.post-63092366028155693862017-08-09T01:01:17.947-07:002017-08-09T01:01:17.947-07:00You absolutely have your shit together, but I hope...You absolutely have your shit together, but I hope that sometimes you give yourself permission to not have it together. Because sometimes falling apart is required. Lots of love, chicken. Slugs On The Refrigeratorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00730157357398219321noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535294078685621239.post-67464793770698314592017-08-09T00:49:52.225-07:002017-08-09T00:49:52.225-07:00Far out. But yes, cluck on. And I love your inspir...Far out. But yes, cluck on. And I love your inspirational chicken quilt. [I didn't even know inspirational chicken quilts were a thing, and now I think that we might all need one to get us through the tough times]Stomper Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04038937073264645029noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535294078685621239.post-50156118855901276182017-08-09T00:47:17.692-07:002017-08-09T00:47:17.692-07:00You are so absolutely the chicken. xxYou are so absolutely the chicken. xxMeganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07913468232486099694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535294078685621239.post-9528392788238871622017-08-09T00:37:47.052-07:002017-08-09T00:37:47.052-07:00Oh my goodness, you certainly do have your sh*t to...Oh my goodness, you certainly do have your sh*t together. To have coped so well (or just to have kept going) with everything that has been thrown at you, takes some doing. <br />Keep on going.<br />Best wishes<br />Ellie Ellie Fosterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12437259693600577503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535294078685621239.post-87532021324870016422017-08-08T18:15:35.091-07:002017-08-08T18:15:35.091-07:00It takes a special kind of man to leave his wife r...It takes a special kind of man to leave his wife right after she's lost her mother, and by "special" I mean a series of expletives I daren't type. Cluck on, you amazing thing. xoKathy S.http://saltycrunchybitterfresh.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.com