tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post5075534012010915993..comments2023-11-02T05:04:07.941-05:00Comments on A Lifetime of Days: In which I visit my sixteen year old selfAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07219986489903886940noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-19960634688777992812013-02-19T21:26:36.776-06:002013-02-19T21:26:36.776-06:00Holly, I am in Buffalo, MO which is near Springfie...Holly, I am in Buffalo, MO which is near Springfield. I think sometimes I feel like all these amazing people are "out there." And so it's somewhat surprising to find people so near. :)Ashley Hauptnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-44052635327216638572013-02-17T15:59:37.068-06:002013-02-17T15:59:37.068-06:00I wore black, spiked my hair, and smoked in secret...I wore black, spiked my hair, and smoked in secret. Can our 16 year old selves be friends? :-)Genevieve Thul@Turquoise Gateshttp://turquoisegates.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-89402375531999831082013-02-09T05:44:17.998-06:002013-02-09T05:44:17.998-06:00Thank you so much for reading.Thank you so much for reading.Hollynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-77126012489468440392013-02-08T09:01:16.526-06:002013-02-08T09:01:16.526-06:00So poignant and beautiful!So poignant and beautiful!Stephanie Lynn Stevensnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-53696704202923390082013-02-02T09:42:39.626-06:002013-02-02T09:42:39.626-06:00Boring? Are you kidding me? One doesn't have t...Boring? Are you kidding me? One doesn't have to be daring and rebellious to be interesting my friend. I would love to learn what was going on inside of that mind of yours. I am convinced that, even at sixteen, great insight and vision were swirling among the typical concerns of an adolescent girl and that, my friend, is something I would most definitely be interested in reading. Love you, at all your ages!Hollynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-78186162042215589392013-02-02T09:40:34.429-06:002013-02-02T09:40:34.429-06:00Yes, picking up pieces...that is exactly it. Such ...Yes, picking up pieces...that is exactly it. Such a strange yet poignant exercise in self examination. And how true that God is in the details, always. Thank you for all the ways you love me.Hollynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-68804095831761728242013-02-02T09:39:37.317-06:002013-02-02T09:39:37.317-06:00Ashley,
I love how you described this: "the G...Ashley,<br />I love how you described this: "the God-touched mingling of the two" That is such a perfect description of what I experienced in the writing of this and the one that brings such insight into the ways in which we grow and change over time. Hindsight can be such a powerful tool but I also love how it can spur us to turn around and look forward, hoping for better and deeper and richer experiences.<br />I love your voice here, your presence, YOU. Thank you for all the ways that you speak into my life. You are a gift, my friend.Hollynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-68090961825916442652013-02-02T09:37:03.263-06:002013-02-02T09:37:03.263-06:00Emily, thank you so much for this prompt. It was s...Emily, thank you so much for this prompt. It was such a grand exercise for me and one that has definitely stirred me in places deep.Hollynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-91201140389195882432013-02-02T09:34:39.243-06:002013-02-02T09:34:39.243-06:00Oh my dear Kelli, thank you for this. The picture ...Oh my dear Kelli, thank you for this. The picture you've painted is so palpable and it is almost enticing enough to make me want to go back, even if just for a day, join hands with our 16 yr old selves and walk confidently in the way of our dreams. And the fact that you "get me" well, it makes me love you even more, too.Hollynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-17741860853973162022013-02-02T09:32:38.769-06:002013-02-02T09:32:38.769-06:00Ashley, so very glad to "meet" you here....Ashley, so very glad to "meet" you here. Where do you live? I am constantly amazed at how something as huge as the internet can actually bring people closer together. I love how this medium can be used to build community, despite distance. And I'm grateful for your kind words, here. This was a new venture for me, contemplating my younger self, but it was good to stretch my perspective and see what I could gain in the experience. Thank you, again, for visiting me in this space.Hollynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-45785746998801070482013-01-31T21:17:45.123-06:002013-01-31T21:17:45.123-06:00Beautiful and touching....I remember that girl and...Beautiful and touching....I remember that girl and yes she wasa good soul and friend to all thanks for taking me back in time :) stefanienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-33241497421530048922013-01-31T16:09:57.020-06:002013-01-31T16:09:57.020-06:00I would hang out with her, too. I would hang out with her, too. Adrainne Grayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01904166625913482178noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-19377713775790104972013-01-30T23:24:42.693-06:002013-01-30T23:24:42.693-06:00Wow, what an interesting adolescence you had. I wa...Wow, what an interesting adolescence you had. I was so, so boring. SUCH a 'good girl.' If I were not getting ready to be gone for a week, I'd probably try to carve out the time to write this one - I loved the prompt. But man, it would be b o r i n g. :>)pastordtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-36885659731716576392013-01-30T16:40:55.920-06:002013-01-30T16:40:55.920-06:00Holly this side of your writing self is so beautif...Holly this side of your writing self is so beautifully woven. I love the way you story tell the truth and how you gently and honestly let her speak through you. This has got to be a great way of walking back and picking up pieces of a life. You shine with memoir as you shine with poetry. Love that you took this one, friend. And what a radiant way you tell of the days of your life then from your perspective now. Love to you.Elizabeth Marshallhttp://www.facebook.com/people/Elizabeth-Marshall/100003787446405noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-73333041302829019142013-01-30T15:36:12.837-06:002013-01-30T15:36:12.837-06:00Oh, Holly. Woman, this. is. so. good. I love readi...Oh, Holly. Woman, this. is. so. good. I love reading your writing. I, too, could devour a whole book of this girl and grown-up you and all the ways they meet. Maybe -- besides sparks of recognition -- that's what I loved most here. It almost hurts how much I treasure this God-touched mingling of the two of you: I would tell her that all of the things that tug at her soul, that move her, are good and beautiful and worthy of being loved and that if she embraces that she will find that she is weaving beauty right round her.Ashley Larkinhttp://twitter.com/AshleyMLarkinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-5997614291623172972013-01-29T21:15:07.734-06:002013-01-29T21:15:07.734-06:00well, i know for sure that i would like her. and i...well, i know for sure that i would like her. and i would want to be friends with her. i could have read a whole book of this kind of writing. beautifully done dear friend!Emily Wierenganoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-80179280053141423472013-01-29T17:01:09.901-06:002013-01-29T17:01:09.901-06:00We would have totally been friends, Holly. I woul...We would have totally been friends, Holly. I would have met you in that five-minute-break between classes, lighting up at the corner where the wind is cut by the side of the school building, or maybe we would've parked next to each other, your powder blue station wagon alongside my pickle-green subaru (where i knew the back seat better than the front, ahem). <br />And the boyfriends. And the music. And the Denny's -- oh, yes. we would definitely have become friends sooner, had our paths crossed over a grand slam breakfast. ;)<br />i think i love you even more now. (if that's possible.)kelli woodfordhttp://jasonandkelliwoodford.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-88518683233477554372013-01-29T14:07:05.615-06:002013-01-29T14:07:05.615-06:00Holly, this post is like stepping into a memoir, o...Holly, this post is like stepping into a memoir, one I want to read. I clicked on you to find you are only about two hours from me. Sometimes, it feels like the blog world is so far away. This summer I met Emily W in Branson, and almost got to meet Kelli Woodford, and now I find out you are in Jefferson City. My world is shrinking just a bit. Blessings to you today.Ashley Hauptnoreply@blogger.com