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		<title>By: Love the Rams</title>
		<link>http://www.melalane.com/melapress/2007/08/07/waiting-for-the-train/#comment-794</link>
		<author>Love the Rams</author>
		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Aug 2007 19:28:22 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>My dad is my role model.  My mom is my role model, too, but for how to act.  My dad, on the other hand, is my role model for how to be, which is cool.  

He doesn't know it, but I'm slowly writing his eulogy because I want to be prepared when the time comes.  I worry, though, that I won't be finished in time and that my eulogy won't be good enough.

I hope he has the common sense to leave instructions.

But again, it's my mom who's the role model for how to act.  Dad is just the role model for how to be.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My dad is my role model.  My mom is my role model, too, but for how to act.  My dad, on the other hand, is my role model for how to be, which is cool.  </p>
<p>He doesn&#8217;t know it, but I&#8217;m slowly writing his eulogy because I want to be prepared when the time comes.  I worry, though, that I won&#8217;t be finished in time and that my eulogy won&#8217;t be good enough.</p>
<p>I hope he has the common sense to leave instructions.</p>
<p>But again, it&#8217;s my mom who&#8217;s the role model for how to act.  Dad is just the role model for how to be.</p>
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		<title>By: maybe</title>
		<link>http://www.melalane.com/melapress/2007/08/07/waiting-for-the-train/#comment-798</link>
		<author>maybe</author>
		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Aug 2007 20:47:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.melalane.com/melapress/2007/08/07/waiting-for-the-train/#comment-798</guid>
					<description>so well written....thanks</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>so well written&#8230;.thanks</p>
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		<title>By: anotherdamnguy</title>
		<link>http://www.melalane.com/melapress/2007/08/07/waiting-for-the-train/#comment-799</link>
		<author>anotherdamnguy</author>
		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Aug 2007 21:49:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.melalane.com/melapress/2007/08/07/waiting-for-the-train/#comment-799</guid>
					<description>Agree with maybe. Really great writing Mela, thanks for sharing.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Agree with maybe. Really great writing Mela, thanks for sharing.</p>
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		<title>By: Amelia Kaos</title>
		<link>http://www.melalane.com/melapress/2007/08/07/waiting-for-the-train/#comment-810</link>
		<author>Amelia Kaos</author>
		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Aug 2007 03:03:39 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.melalane.com/melapress/2007/08/07/waiting-for-the-train/#comment-810</guid>
					<description>Mel, your Dad is still like a breath of fresh air. I picture him and Schindler, hanging at the back of the train, breathing in all the fresh air, and drinking highballs.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Mel, your Dad is still like a breath of fresh air. I picture him and Schindler, hanging at the back of the train, breathing in all the fresh air, and drinking highballs.</p>
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		<title>By: Mom</title>
		<link>http://www.melalane.com/melapress/2007/08/07/waiting-for-the-train/#comment-827</link>
		<author>Mom</author>
		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Aug 2007 13:59:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.melalane.com/melapress/2007/08/07/waiting-for-the-train/#comment-827</guid>
					<description>Please fill some of your days with Avery Suzanne and loving me as I love you, Sugar Pie!
Huggers,
Mom</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Please fill some of your days with Avery Suzanne and loving me as I love you, Sugar Pie!<br />
Huggers,<br />
Mom</p>
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		<title>By: haircutter</title>
		<link>http://www.melalane.com/melapress/2007/08/07/waiting-for-the-train/#comment-841</link>
		<author>haircutter</author>
		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Aug 2007 00:45:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.melalane.com/melapress/2007/08/07/waiting-for-the-train/#comment-841</guid>
					<description>How is that baby girl by now?  

It would be so nice, to go back for just a day or even a few hours, to when everything was safe and our Moms did our hair and kept our clothes ready to wear.  Back when I accepted myself as a pudgy girl with some sort of food smeared on her face at all times.  Moms loved us so good, and of course, Dads did too.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>How is that baby girl by now?  </p>
<p>It would be so nice, to go back for just a day or even a few hours, to when everything was safe and our Moms did our hair and kept our clothes ready to wear.  Back when I accepted myself as a pudgy girl with some sort of food smeared on her face at all times.  Moms loved us so good, and of course, Dads did too.</p>
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		<title>By: Derek</title>
		<link>http://www.melalane.com/melapress/2007/08/07/waiting-for-the-train/#comment-870</link>
		<author>Derek</author>
		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Aug 2007 01:18:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.melalane.com/melapress/2007/08/07/waiting-for-the-train/#comment-870</guid>
					<description>Mela,

Its has been a long time since I have gone on here and read, and posted anything too.  I went to Berlin to celebrate my 40th.  I saw people I had not seen in 7 years.  I mean it when I say it felt like 7mos pasted not 7yrs.  

I spent time with a women that I deeply fell in love with.  She has a live in boyfriend of 5 years (she recently told me in a email that it will be over with soon because there is no love just friendship).  While I was there, I stayed my ex and her husband.  I am happy for the loves in my life.

It was the best week of my life so far.  I was truly happy.  The week after I got back I called my bio-father to thank him for the card and the typical check.  His wife answered and thought I was him.  I stated who I was and she hung up.  It was weird and uncomfortable, plus it made me pissed.  I called and and told her "Thanks for fucking hanging up on me."

The following week HE called me and we briefly talked about my trip and how my life is.  We than talk about the 'phone call'.  In short we got in an argument and, well...frankly, that is it.  I will never hear from him again.  I am sure that the next time I see him will be at his funeral. The best week of my life is now a struggle to remember.  

I love riding trains.  Watching the metamorphosis changing landscapes and the feeling that you are always going somewhere.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Mela,</p>
<p>Its has been a long time since I have gone on here and read, and posted anything too.  I went to Berlin to celebrate my 40th.  I saw people I had not seen in 7 years.  I mean it when I say it felt like 7mos pasted not 7yrs.  </p>
<p>I spent time with a women that I deeply fell in love with.  She has a live in boyfriend of 5 years (she recently told me in a email that it will be over with soon because there is no love just friendship).  While I was there, I stayed my ex and her husband.  I am happy for the loves in my life.</p>
<p>It was the best week of my life so far.  I was truly happy.  The week after I got back I called my bio-father to thank him for the card and the typical check.  His wife answered and thought I was him.  I stated who I was and she hung up.  It was weird and uncomfortable, plus it made me pissed.  I called and and told her &#8220;Thanks for fucking hanging up on me.&#8221;</p>
<p>The following week HE called me and we briefly talked about my trip and how my life is.  We than talk about the &#8216;phone call&#8217;.  In short we got in an argument and, well&#8230;frankly, that is it.  I will never hear from him again.  I am sure that the next time I see him will be at his funeral. The best week of my life is now a struggle to remember.  </p>
<p>I love riding trains.  Watching the metamorphosis changing landscapes and the feeling that you are always going somewhere.</p>
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		<title>By: the curious one</title>
		<link>http://www.melalane.com/melapress/2007/08/07/waiting-for-the-train/#comment-1053</link>
		<author>the curious one</author>
		<pubDate>Thu, 16 Aug 2007 19:10:40 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>hey.  Whatever happened to the Platinum Blonde?  Where is she.  We liked hearing about her.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>hey.  Whatever happened to the Platinum Blonde?  Where is she.  We liked hearing about her.</p>
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		<title>By: Ray</title>
		<link>http://www.melalane.com/melapress/2007/08/07/waiting-for-the-train/#comment-1082</link>
		<author>Ray</author>
		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Aug 2007 20:07:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.melalane.com/melapress/2007/08/07/waiting-for-the-train/#comment-1082</guid>
					<description>Mela,
Several times I have thought of replying to your writing about your father. I have not done so, as both my parents were still alive.  I didn't feel I had the right.
I recently, as in last week as I write, lost my mother.  Anticipated, but still a real loss.  I now can write you.
The waves of sorrow, loss, remembrance continue to wash over me.  I know that they will wash over me for some time to come.  I think one just lets the waves wash, and then lets them go.  Grief and remembrance just are, you have to just let it be.  It is what it is.  Sometimes, you just have to sit on the couch in your living room and do nothing.  But, you then do need to get up, eat dinner, take a shower and return your phone calls, e-mail, etc.
You will be all right, with parents, friends, relationships, and all else.  
Now, if I could just find someone who will ride the range with me, as I carry my trustworthy laptop into the sunset.
Ray</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Mela,<br />
Several times I have thought of replying to your writing about your father. I have not done so, as both my parents were still alive.  I didn&#8217;t feel I had the right.<br />
I recently, as in last week as I write, lost my mother.  Anticipated, but still a real loss.  I now can write you.<br />
The waves of sorrow, loss, remembrance continue to wash over me.  I know that they will wash over me for some time to come.  I think one just lets the waves wash, and then lets them go.  Grief and remembrance just are, you have to just let it be.  It is what it is.  Sometimes, you just have to sit on the couch in your living room and do nothing.  But, you then do need to get up, eat dinner, take a shower and return your phone calls, e-mail, etc.<br />
You will be all right, with parents, friends, relationships, and all else.<br />
Now, if I could just find someone who will ride the range with me, as I carry my trustworthy laptop into the sunset.<br />
Ray</p>
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		<title>By: haircutter</title>
		<link>http://www.melalane.com/melapress/2007/08/07/waiting-for-the-train/#comment-1084</link>
		<author>haircutter</author>
		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Aug 2007 21:09:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.melalane.com/melapress/2007/08/07/waiting-for-the-train/#comment-1084</guid>
					<description>Hey Ray, sorry about your loss.  Sincerely.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey Ray, sorry about your loss.  Sincerely.</p>
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		<title>By: Mela</title>
		<link>http://www.melalane.com/melapress/2007/08/07/waiting-for-the-train/#comment-1089</link>
		<author>Mela</author>
		<pubDate>Sat, 18 Aug 2007 00:56:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.melalane.com/melapress/2007/08/07/waiting-for-the-train/#comment-1089</guid>
					<description>Ray, they will never stop washing and that's a good thing. It's what makes us human. I'm so, so, so, so sorry about your loss. Blessings to your family-</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ray, they will never stop washing and that&#8217;s a good thing. It&#8217;s what makes us human. I&#8217;m so, so, so, so sorry about your loss. Blessings to your family-</p>
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		<title>By: neko</title>
		<link>http://www.melalane.com/melapress/2007/08/07/waiting-for-the-train/#comment-1218</link>
		<author>neko</author>
		<pubDate>Thu, 23 Aug 2007 20:08:23 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.melalane.com/melapress/2007/08/07/waiting-for-the-train/#comment-1218</guid>
					<description>hey ray:  good luck out there on the range ( i think we're all looking for some company as we meander through the great game of life  ... )

take good care ...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>hey ray:  good luck out there on the range ( i think we&#8217;re all looking for some company as we meander through the great game of life  &#8230; )</p>
<p>take good care &#8230;</p>
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