tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756387640551134005.post7501899939097129981..comments2024-03-13T13:21:53.956+02:00Comments on Amel's Realm: Pain TriggersAmelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16792921371964029469noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756387640551134005.post-90677740054983531262013-08-06T17:00:49.372+03:002013-08-06T17:00:49.372+03:00(((HUGS)) for you, Nikki. Ouch for the landmine du...(((HUGS)) for you, Nikki. Ouch for the landmine during lunch. Sorry to hear that! And yeah, those landmines come unexpectedly and can really affect us so much so that we just wish to escape, but in real life it's not that easy to escape just like that, eh? May we all be given strength for those moments...Amelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16792921371964029469noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756387640551134005.post-82844936923586534642013-08-05T15:17:18.363+03:002013-08-05T15:17:18.363+03:00I like the way you described your landmines - reco...I like the way you described your landmines - recognize that place of pain and then embrace it, soothe it, love it, hug it until I feel better.<br />I'll remember those words. <br /><br />A very thoughful post.<br /><br />Funnily enough I've just come back from lunch with my team in the office. They were all sharing stories about their brothers and sisters (they have no idea I lost a brother). As much as I appreciated they all had funny and warm stories to share, it was definitley one of my landmines! I instantly felt sad and envious of them, but obviously they had no idea how much their words were effecting me and how much I wanted to escape back to my desk. <br /> <br />The World According To Mehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06877147634501360129noreply@blogger.com