tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245783834297902042.post8237491387202760363..comments2023-10-26T05:49:59.824-04:00Comments on Reflections of a Grady Doctor: Make yourself at home.gradydoctorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10639816377218206777noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245783834297902042.post-50488547955936004452012-05-19T16:16:53.522-04:002012-05-19T16:16:53.522-04:00Welcome Alisa Renee! Make yourself at home. And ta...Welcome Alisa Renee! Make yourself at home. And tangents are absolutely welcomed here.gradydoctorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10639816377218206777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245783834297902042.post-53402008354024956572012-05-18T10:49:05.752-04:002012-05-18T10:49:05.752-04:00I'm a new reader to your blog, but I felt I ha...I'm a new reader to your blog, but I felt I had to comment on this post. First I got misty-eyed at your description of "suffocating" love, but then, to see the picture of Pulak's grandmother feeding her the cake brought about full-on tears. (And I'm a high school teacher sitting in a room full of ninth graders taking a test-- they think I'm crazy now!) I lost my grandmother on September 25th of last year. I am her only grandchild, born to her only child, and she and I were VERY close. It was so hard to lose her. Looking at the picture of Pulak's grandmother made me cry not because I missed my Nana, but because I know what it's like to look into the eyes of a grandmother and see her love, her pride, for her granddaughter, and to know without her saying a word how very proud she was of me and my accomplishments. I cried because I had an opportunity to know her, to love her, and to know that she died loving me more than anything. And then I smiled, because this same suffocating love my grandmother had for me, my mother has for my son. There is nothing more important than being surrounded by family and the people who love you most. I know this is a tangent, but I appreciated every word in this post, not just because I'm happy for Pulak, but because I'm blessed to be loved in the same way. Thank you so much for this post and congrats, Dr. Pulak!<br /><br />Have a great weekend.Alisa Renee'https://www.blogger.com/profile/02239369410305008391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245783834297902042.post-70556457243431964852012-05-18T07:37:04.504-04:002012-05-18T07:37:04.504-04:00I knew that you would appreciate this, Jo. I actua...I knew that you would appreciate this, Jo. I actually thought of you and really wished even more that I'd photographed those shoes all over the porch. It was a sight.gradydoctorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10639816377218206777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245783834297902042.post-44618867593355455952012-05-18T07:36:22.933-04:002012-05-18T07:36:22.933-04:00You know I always get myself comfortable on your p...You know I always get myself comfortable on your porch! Ha!gradydoctorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10639816377218206777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245783834297902042.post-83906184279426958142012-05-18T07:35:59.191-04:002012-05-18T07:35:59.191-04:00From what I have already seen of the family you gr...From what I have already seen of the family you grew up with, that won't be hard for you to do, Cathy. Yes, it was really a beautiful thing to feel so welcomed.gradydoctorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10639816377218206777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245783834297902042.post-58194299281114251382012-05-18T01:16:12.534-04:002012-05-18T01:16:12.534-04:00This is another joyful occasion that I've love...This is another joyful occasion that I've loved reading about. I have found that many non-American cultures display this type of open/welcoming feel in their homes. It's beautiful. Congratulations to Dr. Pulak and for you in continually seeing and describing here about the details that can make life so lovely.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245783834297902042.post-63847392832989687412012-05-17T21:29:34.396-04:002012-05-17T21:29:34.396-04:00Thank you. I do. I will. I am.Thank you. I do. I will. I am.Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245783834297902042.post-89029880577525324632012-05-17T20:38:50.636-04:002012-05-17T20:38:50.636-04:00Love it. This is exactly how I hope people will o...Love it. This is exactly how I hope people will one day describe my home... a place where everyone just knows they can make themselves at home, and do. A place where no one is an outsider.Cathyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07601979702934376042noreply@blogger.com