tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704943052235281766.post4505163363556062460..comments2024-03-29T03:30:18.368-06:00Comments on Blood-Red Pencil: Your Mother’s DreamsDanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14471919576687777886noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704943052235281766.post-33881495444174327792017-05-18T09:48:11.707-06:002017-05-18T09:48:11.707-06:00This is a very timely post for me as I go through ...This is a very timely post for me as I go through the third draft of a book I have been writing about my mother's life. I have been working with Kathryn Craft in the developmental phase of this writing, and she had me asking the same question, "What was my mother's dream for herself." Thanks for the reinforcement, Kim.<br /><br />And I love the story about the paper dolls. My mother loved to draw and color, and I remember her sitting with my sister and I and drawing on the margins of our coloring books. Maryannwriteshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09479027709233807149noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704943052235281766.post-45918625859379588752017-05-17T09:02:15.747-06:002017-05-17T09:02:15.747-06:00My mother quit school in the eighth grade to help ...My mother quit school in the eighth grade to help support her family. She worked in a shoe factory her whole life. I'm sure she had other dreams and aspirations, but she could never look beyond her station. Her wish for me was to be a secretary in the shoe factory. I chose to go to college, and she, in the end, was proud of me for rising to heights she never considered for herself.Polly Iyerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05729656119287702191noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704943052235281766.post-35931374599972647762017-05-17T07:36:29.502-06:002017-05-17T07:36:29.502-06:00I removed and reposted my comment because I had le...I removed and reposted my comment because I had left out a couple words that added to the sense of what I was saying. <br /><br />The really neat takeaway in this post, for me at least, is that we can realize our dreams in very different ways. Your mom may never have been a fashion designer in the usual sense, but her laughter as she designed paper-doll clothes for you and your friends surely grew out of that dream. She obviously enjoyed what she was doing, and she created a fabulous memory for you. Albeit not a typical realization of her dream, it was a win-win for both of you.Linda Lanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16056682992943171805noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704943052235281766.post-66833140735840778882017-05-17T05:34:24.292-06:002017-05-17T05:34:24.292-06:00This comment has been removed by the author.Linda Lanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16056682992943171805noreply@blogger.com