Comments on: The map

By: Karen

Karen — Sat, 01 Oct 2011 01:22:04 +0000

Oh, you made me laugh and you made me cry I know that feeling of catching all of my face in light that shows every pore, every crease, every sag and new grey hair and you put the pleasure of trying to appreciate the journey written there better and more beautifully than I have ever read or heard anywhere before. I love it

By: MILES TO MONTANA | Thursday Drive

MILES TO MONTANA | Thursday Drive — Fri, 07 Aug 2009 03:59:50 +0000

[...] spot for this one. The inspiration for it came from a couple of posts I wrote, like this one and this one, about a long, beautiful road trip. My co-writer, Greg Cox, read those essays and thought they [...]

By: A river (and maybe a road or two) runs through it | Thursday Drive

A river (and maybe a road or two) runs through it | Thursday Drive — Sat, 30 May 2009 23:58:03 +0000

[...] me look, through a telescope of words, as far back as 17 years. You might remember my mention of an atlas that I’ve kept for years, all marked up and dog-eared, stained with coffee and memory. Well, [...]

By: Louise

Louise — Fri, 13 Mar 2009 19:45:55 +0000

Wonderful words. Words I needed since PC just took some pictures of me because I wanted to change my profile picture. Pictures I can’t bring myself to use because every single day is etched in those lines. I need to think about that more. Thank you.

By: bettyl

bettyl — Thu, 12 Mar 2009 03:36:09 +0000

Excellent post! I prefer to think of my face as ‘decorated’ rather than wrinkled!

By: Bruce

Bruce — Wed, 11 Mar 2009 22:59:06 +0000

Ther eis something to be said for the woman that knows how to age gracefully, with maturity and beauty. Nothing is worse than a 50 year old owman tryiing to look 20. Think of Joan Rivers.

By: Ann

Ann — Wed, 11 Mar 2009 15:38:23 +0000

Ah, the years. All I can say to that is, the more distance between me and my childhood, the better.

By: The Vengeance

The Vengeance — Wed, 11 Mar 2009 07:01:46 +0000

This was a beautiful metaphor. The one clapping too loudly and weeping unceremoniously in the back would be me.

By: Pinkerbell

Pinkerbell — Tue, 10 Mar 2009 21:23:42 +0000

Hey Jennifer,

Congratulations on post of the day, it’s an amazing feeling isn’t it? – I was astounded to see my name up there a few weeks ago (although I didn’t win, but was honourably mentioned). It spurs us on to write I think, knowing that people are appreciating it.

I loved your post here – I often look at my face in the mirror – a scarily 4 times magnified mirror which I have for “close work” and find myself mightily relieved when I flip it back over to the normal side and see that I don’t look quite so blotchy and wrinkly and then wherever I see myself after that I at least don’t look as bad!

Interesting the thought that yes these lines are a sign of aging, but as much about the fun we’ve had than the sorrows. If you’re feel like skipping over to my blog, I’ve written about the importance of sharing comedy with those we love, especially in the hard times.

By: fancy feet

fancy feet — Tue, 10 Mar 2009 20:37:56 +0000

I loved this,

“But if all of those roads lead somewhere new, they also lead back, sometimes very far, to other places. If all the rough roads were closed to me, I think how much I would have missed. And if I’d only ever taken the smooth, easy ones? I’d be a little less road weary, maybe, but not me at all. I don’t think I’d like that girl as much. And if I have a few traces on my face to show for it? I’m not sure I mind.”