tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post2900532394636941343..comments2023-09-29T06:00:09.242-05:00Comments on Julie Pippert: Using My Words: Intersections---the point at which different perceptions and realities collideJulie Pipperthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03169574697104642479noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-13091290445683875112008-05-14T06:01:00.000-05:002008-05-14T06:01:00.000-05:00Having a massive intersection of boy verging on te...Having a massive intersection of boy verging on teenage years right now, and his mother wanting him to stay a little baby. <BR/><BR/>Also, I've been experiencing quite a lot of cultural intersections/collisions of late. Mulling over a post about it, though it could never, ever be as eloquent as this one.<BR/><BR/>HeidiFamily Adventurehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00093360285075029799noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-23155357489934255992008-05-13T17:42:00.000-05:002008-05-13T17:42:00.000-05:00I guess I've started seeing myself the way my kids...I guess I've started seeing myself the way my kids see me. For the 14 years I wrote for papers and magazines from my home office I don't think my kids were the wiser for it. Once I started working OUTSIDE I realize that they still see me as this person who is just at home to do stuff for them. That realization suddenly hit me just the other day.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-82052493945356141752008-05-13T16:44:00.000-05:002008-05-13T16:44:00.000-05:00I haven't noticed intersections per se, but have n...I haven't noticed intersections per se, but have noticed things out of my peripheral, like there's someone present. My husband's noticed this too. Strange. This and many coincidences which make me wonder. For the record I think 2 gets a bad wrap because kids haven't developed their communication skills but have developed larger wants and the mobility to try and satisfy them! Two for me and my kids was magical, not terrible at all!Woman in a Windowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14747858840088922077noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-88104220416500678272008-05-13T08:56:00.000-05:002008-05-13T08:56:00.000-05:00Like 3 much better, I must say.Transition hurts an...Like 3 much better, I must say.<BR/><BR/>Transition hurts and aches, but that is because you are growing. This I have learned in the last year (partly through your help and support, btw.)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-55757482858276033822008-05-13T08:34:00.000-05:002008-05-13T08:34:00.000-05:00We're hitting that terrible two/18 month stage and...We're hitting that terrible two/18 month stage and a little bit of the threes all at once, that's what happens when the kiddo has a social/emotional age of 16 months and a cognitive age of 3! Wow, it sure is something to behold.Kylahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03311014761113076785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-19071288068347182782008-05-13T06:47:00.000-05:002008-05-13T06:47:00.000-05:00I'm pretty certain that my whole life as a parent ...I'm pretty certain that my whole life as a parent has been one huge series of intersections. I always seem to have an internal dialogue going between my analytical expectations of myself (the analytical side understanding when perfection is not reached) and the emotional side of me - the mama bear who loves these children so fiercely that she cannot accept her own shortcomings.<BR/><BR/>But transitions are rampant this year as my oldest approaches 18, receives college acceptance and voter registration in the mail...as my baby girl gets ready to turn 5 (FIVE?!?!?!?)...as all of the children in between stretch and grow and become even more defined as separate entities from me. <BR/><BR/>Transitions lap against my ankles (for now, though I expect the tide to rise) as my parents and my husbands' begin needing more from us.<BR/><BR/>Intersections of the spirit are usually not laid out in the neat parallel lines of urban streets, but they are often just as numerous.<BR/><BR/>-t <BR/><BR/>P.S. I've been reading even if I can't seem to comment much anymore!atypicalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09332618564238120593noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-13730396132362440792008-05-12T22:16:00.000-05:002008-05-12T22:16:00.000-05:00We're about to do some major life changing here at...We're about to do some major life changing here at my place and it will be interesting to see how it all plays out. <BR/><BR/>I like your absolutes comment. So true. I need to remember that sometimes. Ok, a lot. :)Melissahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14599462281364463565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-19673824307495901772008-05-12T21:44:00.000-05:002008-05-12T21:44:00.000-05:00The intersection for me will be trying to figure o...The intersection for me will be trying to figure out when I should go back to school and back to work. Luckily, I won't have to think about that for a long time. Still, I know in my heart that it will never really feel like the "right" time. We'll see.Kathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14339665205284492242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-45888574924805822922008-05-12T21:30:00.000-05:002008-05-12T21:30:00.000-05:00My wife starts her first job outside the home in 1...My wife starts her first job outside the home in 15 years in a few weeks. That's a huge intersection in our lives seeing as how we'll need to make major adjustments over the next few months. We stood on the corner of this decision for a long time, and we've finally chosen this path. <BR/><BR/>Don't know if that qualifies toward your question... but it a change for us nonetheless.Jeff and Charli Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13868852480996815442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-53320275835446452162008-05-12T19:50:00.000-05:002008-05-12T19:50:00.000-05:00i stand and watch children so differently these da...i stand and watch children so differently these days - more tolerance for other's kids, and more understanding of why it is mine and others act up in public - they're kids!!!<BR/><BR/>there's a local restaurant that has a "kids eat free" policy on monday - so we go there from time to time. one day, we ran into a daycare family - and the two little girls shrieked and played under and around the tables. a couple across the way were so awful and so not understanding - but to my point of view, they were having dinner at 6:00 on monday and should have been more tolerant of the children at every other table. oh well.Magpiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15460136246441367993noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-34576762376623320252008-05-12T18:18:00.000-05:002008-05-12T18:18:00.000-05:00I really like three, actually. It's a fun, busy ye...I really like three, actually. It's a fun, busy year and only a little bit awful.Beckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13953517447164263617noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-3536094763293784672008-05-12T12:53:00.000-05:002008-05-12T12:53:00.000-05:00ah..as i just mentioned at another spot, i'm runni...ah..as i just mentioned at another spot, i'm running up against my participant vs voyeur roles...where i watch or just wait and see, jump or stand at the edge.Girlplustwohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07056576921114387218noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-20035132447172113212008-05-12T11:34:00.000-05:002008-05-12T11:34:00.000-05:00My intersection is the place where children and ca...My intersection is the place where children and career meet.Cathy, Amy and Kristinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01472486650115997239noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-40705448093397418292008-05-12T11:03:00.000-05:002008-05-12T11:03:00.000-05:00not catching that the absolute should have been my...<EM>not catching that the absolute should have been my first clue that the expectation was unreasonable</EM><BR/><BR/>you are so wise.Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05602868040771218507noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-5975357943073256242008-05-12T09:14:00.000-05:002008-05-12T09:14:00.000-05:00The increasing odds for collision get back to othe...The increasing odds for collision get back to other people's perceptions and needs/wants running into/over our own. Our reactions to these mishaps will depend a lot on the importance of the relationships we have with this people, but for the most part, I don't see that we veer much off our chosen course once we've decided to head off in a direction.<BR/><BR/>Intersections for myself of late - career vs. paycheck, situational friendships changing/ending, aging parents, step-parenting, my own expectations for myself at mid-life.<BR/><BR/>I recognized myself a bit in your description of that woman. We were at the waterpark the other night for my husband's company's family event. My 5 yr old and I were trying to change and get our things put away into a locker surrounded by a gaggle of preteen girls who'd been dropped off it seemed - not a parent in sight - and I finally lost my patience with them. Given that I am a former middle-school teacher, I have this "teacher look" that kids just know and I used it. Momentary lapse. It happens.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-66314842992523626042008-05-12T08:53:00.000-05:002008-05-12T08:53:00.000-05:00I like the notion that formed in my head while I r...I like the notion that formed in my head while I read this that my children were the ones bringing the intersections together. Tying the knots as it were.crazymummahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04663148723513574331noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-64772458120956321772008-05-12T08:47:00.000-05:002008-05-12T08:47:00.000-05:00Honestly, Julie, I can't think of any intersection...Honestly, Julie, I can't think of any intersections like the ones you've described. You often have a very unique perspective on things, and I really appreciate that fact. It's why I keep coming back. But sometimes, I just can't contribute to the discussion like I'd like.<BR/><BR/>Regardless, Happy (belated) Mother's Day.SciFi Dadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10479890087443823197noreply@blogger.com