Comments on: I Belong Here

By: OMSH

OMSH — Sat, 01 Dec 2007 19:00:32 +0000

I have goosebumps, but also this warm fuzzy feeling spreading all the way to my toes.

I think you could have described a lot of how I felt. I LOVED my parents and they LOVED me, but they LOVED each other to a degree I couldn’t touch - and somehow I felt left out.

I was the same in school as you - searching, always feeling like an outsider.

And then…Jeff.
I get this.
This is beautiful.
So beautiful.

By: Martha

Martha — Thu, 29 Nov 2007 17:38:53 +0000

I love this post. Truly beautiful.

By: Victoria

Victoria — Tue, 27 Nov 2007 22:49:28 +0000

By: Dana

Dana — Tue, 27 Nov 2007 10:16:22 +0000

What a wonderful entry! It is amazing how long those feelings of not belonging can linger…but wonderful how even the deepest of scars can eventually be healed.

God bless.

By: Loralee

Loralee — Mon, 26 Nov 2007 20:58:25 +0000

From one formerly chubby thighed, frizzy-haird reject that still doesn’t quite belong, I hear you.

I envy the peace you have, but I’m working on finding out where I fit. Hopefully, I get there.

P.S.
Once again, DANG your family is gorgeous.

By: I Should Be Folding Laundry

I Should Be Folding Laundry — Mon, 26 Nov 2007 20:18:32 +0000

What a beautifully written post. I think there are so many of us that could completely relate with much of what you wrote.
Thank you.

By: little miss mel

little miss mel — Mon, 26 Nov 2007 15:48:27 +0000

Growing up is so hard to do.

Well put. Thank you for sharing.

By: metalia

metalia — Mon, 26 Nov 2007 13:13:52 +0000

I just got chills. Beautiful post, Angella.

By: Susan

Susan — Mon, 26 Nov 2007 12:20:50 +0000

This is so lovely.

By: joyce

joyce — Mon, 26 Nov 2007 12:05:03 +0000

i’m so happy that you found your place in the world. my story is kinda the opposite. i loved elementary school…had close friends and we all went to the same highschool…loved highschool…my family was really tight knit…

i NOW sometimes feel like i don’t really belong in the “group” of mothers and wives. feel like i’m faking that i’m know what i’m doing. i don’t like cooking…don’t like cleaning…often just feel like ordering takeout and vegging in front of the computer or tv. i’m 33 years old and still feel like a teenager…wanting someone else to do the household stuff!