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March 01, 2008


:-> "the pot has found its lid," what a wonderful phrase!

These pieces about your father-in-law are just fantastic.

There is such love in these posts, emanating from him as well as from you.

Thanks for continuing the saga. I can't get enough.

hello beth. Sorry, but I didn't want to turn into a pumpkin or get bad karma and because I like you I've tagged you...

Everytime I read your entry about your father in law, I think I get to know you and your father in law better (hah....hah....hah...that's what I thougt. Your warm, love, caring and compassion show in your writing. You and J are fortunate to have an honor to love, care and be with your husband's father.

Yes, the love shows. This makes me want to hug him and also makes me want to cry. Beth, do you think he might like to read these wonderful vignettes you write about him? Or some of them, at least?

Again, Beth, thanks for allowing us to vicariously enjoy your intereactions.

Oh wonderful, Beth.

Thanks for taking the time to put these together.


What happened to that eco-freak clarke's site?

Something kept me circling back to this post, and today our mutual friend reminded me what--'the pot has found its lid.' The saying brings to mind one in the story Hrant Dink tells in this column (and the video I posted on the anniversary of his assassination) about the persistence of Armenian roots in Anatolia. It became a touchstone for those mourning his death: su çatlağını buldu, 'the water has found its crack.'

Here's to a peaceful marriage of water and pot. And thank you again for these stories--I've been prompted to dig up old photos of Ma'alula, and won't look at them again without thinking of your father-in-law.

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