tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074415017283652954.post6406349351865199886..comments2014-02-28T16:28:48.531-07:00Comments on To Our Survival: You Say Holland, I Say HawaiiMegan Goateshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06406779518126701920noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074415017283652954.post-83711966718194415962014-01-28T18:31:40.374-07:002014-01-28T18:31:40.374-07:00Yes, I heard the welcome to Holland thing as well,...Yes, I heard the welcome to Holland thing as well, and I related to it, but it certainly isn't a vacation, that's for sure! I can't seem to recall what a vacation is actually. My husband and I consider going to the grocery store by ourselves a date. Eek! ;-)Emily Weberhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07083652492264469303noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074415017283652954.post-77283152422812287102014-01-22T21:34:43.340-07:002014-01-22T21:34:43.340-07:00I needed to come back and tell you that I think I ...I needed to come back and tell you that I think I was meant to read this today. This afternoon we had a less than wonderful cardiology appointment, you know the kind where they tell you we're doing all we can, but he's still teetering. I needed that hymn, "Where Can I Turn for Peace" today. And you gave it to me.CompatibleWithJoyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15804848700505881466noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074415017283652954.post-69532507653259436712014-01-22T08:40:28.319-07:002014-01-22T08:40:28.319-07:00Those are two of my favorites. There's also a...Those are two of my favorites. There's also an essay called "Amsterdam International" which talks about trying to find your way around "Holland." And I'm so glad you got to go away. Those nights in Hawaii are so needed.CompatibleWithJoyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15804848700505881466noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074415017283652954.post-85822427031380679132014-01-21T10:48:02.165-07:002014-01-21T10:48:02.165-07:00I hate the Holland poem. My plane to Italy? It w...I hate the Holland poem. My plane to Italy? It was diverted to Beirut. There's nothing "wrong" with Beirut, it used to be lovely and could be again someday. But my life right now? Chaos. My house that strongly resembles the shell of a bombed-out building. The threat of nuclear meltdowns on a regular basis, with no bomb siren warning system in place. Good thing there are tender mercies to be found everywhere, even in Beirut.just2Bjuliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11337143030255860975noreply@blogger.com