tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89009055828422416.post5651775041395530392..comments2023-10-07T12:44:54.727-04:00Comments on Last American Childhood: Grad School MomsRachel Federmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00954446214849444639noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89009055828422416.post-76632613413656924692017-01-05T09:24:41.114-05:002017-01-05T09:24:41.114-05:00That day - oh how long ago it seems, right Amie? I...That day - oh how long ago it seems, right Amie? I would never have survived w/out you. Rachel Federmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00954446214849444639noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89009055828422416.post-48930704739729677192016-12-31T13:47:43.991-05:002016-12-31T13:47:43.991-05:00Thank you for the shout out and above all else, fo...Thank you for the shout out and above all else, for reaching out to me that hot and sweaty orientation day. I don't know how I would have survived those two years without you- the commiserating, the connection, the empathy...the delicious tacos and margaritas, and your encouragement were truly a saving grace, and our continued friendship is something I cherish. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01866871304447762827noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89009055828422416.post-85339402481871763632016-12-12T10:32:23.856-05:002016-12-12T10:32:23.856-05:00Yes, so true Sarah. "Forged through challengi...Yes, so true Sarah. "Forged through challenging times..." I love that. It really is like real-life magic! & The fact that you live there too! I got into that grad-school obsession...(obviously). Also, you have already spent so much time w/ I. one-on-one where as with Petra I was working her first year (had her home w/ me but working on several massive non-profit projects) and then began grad school when she was just a little over one. It might be quite different for you to begin after you've dedicated yourself so intently to these early years. Then again (this is getting into really unhelpful, rambling territory) I felt in some ways more guilt/sadness/anxiety toward Wally, who was at the end of first grade when I began, then I did toward Petra. Almost like it was a betrayal not to be at dinner or able to tuck him in or pick him up from school etc. Also the fact that I can't afford to use my degree right now makes the whole thing all the more absurd. Rachel Federmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00954446214849444639noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89009055828422416.post-89480805575590625752016-12-09T20:20:07.455-05:002016-12-09T20:20:07.455-05:00There is something so special about friendships fo...There is something so special about friendships forged through challenging times, friendships that sustain us. What a fortuitous meeting, and then the overlap of the same small town. It's like real-life magic, isn't it? I'm swooning over your description of the beach--it has me wishing for summer already. It's interesting for me to read about the difficulties of juggling grad school and young ones because I've been thinking nonstop about grad school since Isabella was born. I'm still trying to figure it all out...Sarahhttps://onebluesail.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89009055828422416.post-72840552361110536152016-12-08T13:49:38.499-05:002016-12-08T13:49:38.499-05:00Thank you Bearette for these lovely posts. It wasn...Thank you Bearette for these lovely posts. It wasn't a wise decision, in retrospect.Rachel Federmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00954446214849444639noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89009055828422416.post-36173627745323885292016-12-08T12:13:53.454-05:002016-12-08T12:13:53.454-05:00I can't imagine grad school with small kids......I can't imagine grad school with small kids...you were very brave to do it.Bearettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14695540798528134304noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89009055828422416.post-90955518755284609492016-12-08T12:03:50.053-05:002016-12-08T12:03:50.053-05:00Crushed blackberries and honeysuckle vines...love ...Crushed blackberries and honeysuckle vines...love itBearettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14695540798528134304noreply@blogger.com