Comments on: A Favourite Blog

By: Susan

Susan — Thu, 09 Feb 2023 18:38:11 +0000

Vivienne – As others have written, this is truly lovely, evocative writing. I must say I found your conversation with your Dad especially charming. Would that all of us could be as creative and go with the flow of our aging parents’ conversations.

By: sllgatsby

sllgatsby — Thu, 09 Feb 2023 18:01:49 +0000

It has been a pleasure and an honor to follow Bugwoman’s blog. She has a gift. From the delight of finding and relating to a thriving “weed” in an inhospitable environment to the desire to protect the vulnerable from harm and the sorrow when we cannot, she is never better than when she explores our connection to and reliance on our greater community, whether plant, animal, or human. I look forward to her book about her parents.

By: Vivienne Palmer

Vivienne Palmer — Thu, 09 Feb 2023 14:39:05 +0000

Thank you, Gentle Author, and thank you everyone for the kind comments. Writing Bugwoman’s Adventures in London kept me sane during the period when I lost Mum and Dad, and during the lockdowns. If you’ve ever wanted to write a blog, you can do no better than go on this course.

By: Marnie

Marnie — Thu, 09 Feb 2023 14:19:23 +0000

Dear GA,

Lovely poignant story. It is always enjoyable to read a work by a successful student.

Have you considered doing an on-line course for the many of us who can no longer travel
long distances due to age and fragility but still have a yearning to share our stories?

Your course outline is tantalizing. Won’t you please share ‘the beef?’

Marnie in Ohio

By: Sonia Murray

Sonia Murray — Thu, 09 Feb 2023 13:53:47 +0000

Beautifully written! I love this article. Thank you, Bug Woman! And Lynne, thanks for your comment, which brought back happy memories. My Dad used to sing You Are My Sunshine to me when I was his little girl, Sunny. Eighty years ago…!

By: Lynne Perrella

Lynne Perrella — Thu, 09 Feb 2023 12:54:26 +0000

Thanks for shining a light on Bug Woman. Herons are nearby, and I love observing them…….
these photos have provided an even closer look. So stately and beautiful.

I related strongly to reader Christine’s comments. In spite of my mother’s acute memory loss, she
was able to recall song lyrics (every chorus!) and we enjoyed singing together. There was a volunteer who brought his guitar to the nursing home, and he was always wonderful about playing my mother’s favorites; including “You Are My Sunshine”. She actually ended up teaching HIM
a couple of the more arcane verses. Music bridged the gulf, and she and I enjoyed singing
and humming together.

By: Christine Swan

Christine Swan — Thu, 09 Feb 2023 08:59:52 +0000

What a wonderful blog! I am now following Bug Woman on Twitter and have bookmarked the blog. This post spoke to me because I lost my father to dementia nearly four years ago. He was at home until his wanderings, falls and rages became too difficult for us to manage alone. I was ” that nice woman from across the road” and he didn’t have any idea who my mother was. He became much more settled when he went into hospital for assessment and then a nursing home. In one comedic moment in hospital, a kindly band of volunteer musicians came and sang old drinking songs including Roll Out The Barrel. My father sang along to every word. After they left, I asked him: ” Did you remember those songs?”, “No”, was his reply, “Never, heard them before.”
I had a difficult relationship with my father but was grateful to have made my peace and listened to his stories before he died.

By: Marcia Howard

Marcia Howard — Thu, 09 Feb 2023 08:20:24 +0000

A wonderful piece by Bug Woman London. It really spoke and resonated with me. Thank you for sharing it.

By: Simon

Simon — Thu, 09 Feb 2023 08:11:27 +0000

Good morning,
Thank you for another beautiful and thought-provoking piece.
Wishing you a wonderful day.

By: Barbara Elsmore

Barbara Elsmore — Thu, 09 Feb 2023 07:30:40 +0000

Brilliant piece of writing – congratulations.