tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6773942775786886081.post3365248528493933153..comments2024-03-09T09:25:07.135-08:00Comments on An Invincible Summer - A Woman's Journey: Learning to LoveLinda dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01167854309289774316noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6773942775786886081.post-17398119826617827062017-03-16T13:50:30.527-07:002017-03-16T13:50:30.527-07:00Your first paragraph sounds like an exact descript...Your first paragraph sounds like an exact description of me in high school. My friends were the guys. Most of the girls didn't like me because they thought I was taking their boyfriends away which was crazy (to me) because I don't think the boys even thought about me being a girl! They tried to spread some rumors, but luckily, I was pretty much one of those invisible kids and the school was big, so stories died as fast as they came up.<br /><br />I'm glad you got to start over at a new school. Tonihttp://musingsfrommara.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6773942775786886081.post-2663176339885839962017-02-22T20:00:48.848-08:002017-02-22T20:00:48.848-08:00Those teens years are just full of angst!Those teens years are just full of angst!Marthahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09262406079948479112noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6773942775786886081.post-85450400933039806652017-02-22T17:23:53.463-08:002017-02-22T17:23:53.463-08:00I would never go back to my teens, I hated that aw...I would never go back to my teens, I hated that awkward phase. I honestly don't think I've ever understood boys/men and think that learning to understand ourselves is a good place to start. ☺Melancholy and Menacehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16591446991462513593noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6773942775786886081.post-27017542481689826772017-02-22T12:54:14.885-08:002017-02-22T12:54:14.885-08:00Ugh! That's for sure.Ugh! That's for sure.Linda dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01167854309289774316noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6773942775786886081.post-22534105581786488192017-02-22T11:56:45.395-08:002017-02-22T11:56:45.395-08:00It's a good thing we grew up when we did, in o...It's a good thing we grew up when we did, in one respect. Can you imagine how far, fast and furious that "fake news" bragging would have gone in today's internet world?Debra She Who Seekshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01845703092794695023noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6773942775786886081.post-76250230706076666612017-02-22T09:29:56.966-08:002017-02-22T09:29:56.966-08:00If only!!! Better late than never though, right? :...If only!!! Better late than never though, right? :)Linda dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01167854309289774316noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6773942775786886081.post-70740105155926317982017-02-22T09:28:17.504-08:002017-02-22T09:28:17.504-08:00Oh, those teen yearsI remember wanting a boyfriend...Oh, those teen yearsI remember wanting a boyfriend and thinking there must be something very wrong with me when I didn't. If I knew then what I know now, right? Birdiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03479872783727855901noreply@blogger.com