tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6624281955555099888.post48366971646796237..comments2023-05-24T07:24:50.303-07:00Comments on Marsha Young: Childhood: Predjudice and PrideMarsha Younghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05880659808422182525noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6624281955555099888.post-52449872872928205872012-01-07T20:43:50.755-08:002012-01-07T20:43:50.755-08:00Debbie - I cannot imagine you ever being unkind to...Debbie - I cannot imagine you ever being unkind to anyone. Thank you for your kind feedback.Marsha Younghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05880659808422182525noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6624281955555099888.post-80406818234828220322012-01-07T16:37:40.265-08:002012-01-07T16:37:40.265-08:00This makes me sad -- sad for the young girl and sa...This makes me sad -- sad for the young girl and sad for the memories you have of the pain. I'm eager to read of your friend.Pamelahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14577919062812348914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6624281955555099888.post-52614191379684010862012-01-07T15:22:14.023-08:002012-01-07T15:22:14.023-08:00Marsha, thank you for sharing your story. You are...Marsha, thank you for sharing your story. You are an amazing writer. It's like a book I cannot put down. I can almost feel what you must have felt and see what you saw as you are so descriptive. <br /><br />It's so sad to read of prejudice like this. And yet, it's all too common. Nowadays there may be different kinds of prejudice but it still exists and can cause a child much isolation and loneliness.<br /><br />I can only remember one time when I was in grade school when I wasn't included in a group I longed to belong. However, once I reached high school I was quite popular and outgoing. I did try to include people who weren't so popular though. I hated to be mean to anyone.Debbie Petrashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08235978883396499354noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6624281955555099888.post-66609246023359325642012-01-07T12:38:51.688-08:002012-01-07T12:38:51.688-08:00This and the previous post have been interesting t...This and the previous post have been interesting to read. Your childhood doesn't sound like it was the best, and yet you speak very honestly of both of your parents. I can see that you have thought long and carefully about those years and have come to some place of understanding. That is a very admirable quality. <br /><br />Thanks for the visit and such a gracious and lovely comment and compliment. I really appreciate it. Hugs, MartyMarty@A Stroll Thru Lifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12405504522777964549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6624281955555099888.post-89994339628392077612012-01-07T09:54:00.718-08:002012-01-07T09:54:00.718-08:00Donna - Thank you for your touching feedback. Yes...Donna - Thank you for your touching feedback. Yes, most of the health care professionals we are dealing with are terrific and are battling their own problems with the health care system.<br /><br />You may be bruised, but I'll bet you are not beaten. Praying for you this morning.<br /><br />Shelley - Who knew - Venezuela could be a something we had in common? :)<br /><br />Elaine - thank you - and to this day, I LOVE pretty front porches. :)<br /><br />Tami - Welcome back. And Happy New Year!<br /><br />Mari - always good to hear from you.<br /><br />Thisisme, My mother was lonely, too; and no, she didn't have many friends as you realized.<br /><br />Nancy, Only those whose lives have been affected by alcolholism can know that pain. Glad you found our Friend, too.Marsha Younghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05880659808422182525noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6624281955555099888.post-10440885406516316882012-01-07T09:26:20.842-08:002012-01-07T09:26:20.842-08:00Marsha, I wish I could have known you as a little ...Marsha, I wish I could have known you as a little girl because I would have put my arms around you and we would have been friends...<br /><br />I understand some of your pain as I got older and my family's alcoholism got worse, I was not invited over and could never have anyone at my housed...<br /><br />I look forward to hearing all about your new friend....<br /><br />Hugs and blessings,<br />NancyNancyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05977147960900342156noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6624281955555099888.post-44236953862273685972012-01-07T07:32:54.990-08:002012-01-07T07:32:54.990-08:00I very much look forward to reading your next post...I very much look forward to reading your next post, when you finally have a friend! How awful what that mother said to her daughter. Such prejudices, but I guess things were totally different back then. I can't begin to imagine the feelings you must have had when you heard those words though. :(Loved it that your mum kept the mobile home so clean and tidy. Not a particularly nice life for her in those days, I would imagine. Makes me wonder if she had any friends, as you were uprooted from one place to another.Southhamsdarlinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12285980805569582676noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6624281955555099888.post-52340596146123153012012-01-07T07:13:18.779-08:002012-01-07T07:13:18.779-08:00My heart hurts for that little girl that was you. ...My heart hurts for that little girl that was you. Glad you met that one friend, who sticks by at all times!Marihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06289456727508305342noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6624281955555099888.post-16120621823190765252012-01-07T06:46:39.626-08:002012-01-07T06:46:39.626-08:00I just read through each chapter of your story and...I just read through each chapter of your story and am hooked. Keep 'em coming, sister! I'm curious to how your sister's recollections of your family stack up to yours.Tamihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12344112481831867779noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6624281955555099888.post-45185015482059957552012-01-07T06:39:09.759-08:002012-01-07T06:39:09.759-08:00I've spent some time this morning, reading bac...I've spent some time this morning, reading back through several of your posts detailing your "story." You're right; we all have one. You're also right in saying that not everyone's needs to be shared publicly. I do think it worthy that everyone consider his/her story and think about it in a healthy/helpful way. Our backgrounds can serve as a backdrop to help others who are walking a similar path. And your story, sister, is one that needs telling. I found myself wrapped up in your journey and was especially moved by this one sentence... <br /><br />"One thing about trailers, they didn't have front porches."<br /><br />That speaks a witness all its own and launches a million emotions in my mind. <br /><br />I don't know where this is leading for you, but I think it well-written and well-lived. And while I struggle with the pain that's obviously written into the lines, I know that God has done a transformational work in your life, despite that pain. <br /><br />Thank you for sharing it with your readers. In some strange way, it helps me today. <br /><br />peace~elaineelaine @ peace for the journeyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09675745465728814736noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6624281955555099888.post-84217549771942395092012-01-07T05:00:05.914-08:002012-01-07T05:00:05.914-08:00My heart broke at how callously that little girl&#...My heart broke at how callously that little girl's mother rejected you, sight unseen. This was a fascinating account that I truly enjoyed reading. My heart jumped a little when I read about your dad working in Venezuela. One of my grandfathers worked for Shell Oil in Venezuela throughout the 50's and into the early 60's. Small world! Maybe they knew each other!Shellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04930262815304757150noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6624281955555099888.post-47357476058302518862012-01-07T03:54:03.946-08:002012-01-07T03:54:03.946-08:00Reading your past is a fascinating story, Marsha. ...Reading your past is a fascinating story, Marsha. I had a cousin who too, moved many times in childhood leaving it's mark. You endured prejudice that many of other colors have experienced and it sounds like that is what has made you an achiever. That is a life lesson that may be more important than most...a heart for others. <br />Reading back a couple of post about your "mangled" day and being in the health care field, I know the incongruity of trying to give excellent care while dealing with billing and other political issues of the facility. I know it has to be frustrating but no place is utopia. I think you are a remarkable strength in the face of difficult things. I'm going through something that is requiring that of me right now too and it's beating me rather than my rising to it. Bless you for being ther for K and all he needs. Bless you for being a good example for me.Donnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13063538863025012110noreply@blogger.com