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June 02, 2008

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vanessa steck

I'm so sorry.
It breaks my heart, how brave Annika is.
Let us know what happens.

ppb

Crap.
I'm so sorry.

Liz Miller

Thinking of you all and sending so much love.

Katze

Damn. I'm so sorry to hear this. Annika-- and indeed, all of you who love her-- are in my prayers.

renyaya

Sending love and healing strength your way.

epi

Reading this, I'm so impressed with her and with you... and then really wishing that the reason I'm impressed didn't exist and you and she could just enjoy campfires and junebugs and whatever else. You're all in my thoughts and sending strength and caring your way as well.

Catherine

Moreena, we are thinking of you all, wishing you uneventful camping trips in the near and distant future.

xo Catherine

Charlise

THAT is NOT how the camping was supposed to go. Who didn't get the memo? I hope everything is under control...

Jozet at Halushki

Annika is simply amazing.

I'm so sorry your camping trip got sidetracked in a big way. I'm hoping that all is as well as can be.

And...damn.

Just damn.

Kathryn

You and Annika are both quite wonderful...Hope things have settled down somewhat. Know you are being prayed for by people in so many many places. Much love xxx

Lee

Beautifully crafted description of a frustrating and worrisome situation.

*hug*

Andrea

I know we haven't talked for a while, but I wanted you to know that I'm still reading and thinking about both of you. I hope your midnight ER trip was a short one with very few pokes.

bec

Thoughts and prayers for your family.

Michelle Marcomb

That just plain sucks. What a brave girl you have!

Kyla

Oh damn.

Hoping for the very best.

jessica

oh CRAP

Keeping you in my thoughs and prayers.

BTW, you are amazing, did you know that?

Mary Kiernan Lee

I couldn't sleep at all last night worrying about Annika. I know firsthand the feeling of seeing red in the toilet bowl and know the fear with which you drove to the hospital. Since you got some kind of post online, I am hoping that means Annika has stabilized.

bj

Annika is a delight, and "Falling down is also a gift" are words I carry around my head all the time, alongside

"In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;

And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils."

bj

Annika is a delight, and "Falling down is also a gift" are words I carry around my head all the time, alongside

"In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;

And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils."

jessica

Moreena,
Just stopping in to say I've been thinking of you a lot over the weekend. I'm hoping everything is ok.

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Falling Down, November 2004

  • Balloon in hand, my 4-year-old
    twirled across the kitchen floor,
    singing nonsense words
    in her own key.
    "It's my gift!" she declared
    to the world at large, which
    was really only me,
    sitting at the table. Enough
    twirling, and she lost
    her balance, tumbling
    to the floor in a theatrical
    slapstick of elbows and knees.

    She lay on her back
    for a few seconds,
    staring
    at the textured ceiling
    with the mysterious
    spaghetti sauce stain.
    Suddenly she
    began
    flapping her arms and legs
    there on the floor, as if to swish
    the imaginary snow
    into a snow angel.

    "Falling down is also a gift!" says she.

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