tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6810410576387362728.post261742522916884520..comments2023-05-07T05:01:55.907-07:00Comments on *debs f r e c k l e s: Grandma's Handsdebsfreckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18139211395765965808noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6810410576387362728.post-4231656273136315062008-03-30T21:44:00.000-07:002008-03-30T21:44:00.000-07:00Debbie, That was so beautiful to read, it brought ...Debbie, That was so beautiful to read, it brought tears to my eyes. I have never been with a loved one when they have passed. What a privilege. I think it is just as big a miracle as birth.Josie Allenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10731246855007765768noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6810410576387362728.post-7009621545960004842008-03-17T21:12:00.000-07:002008-03-17T21:12:00.000-07:00M A N.That is so wonderful that you were so close ...M A N.<BR/>That is so wonderful that you were so close to her - It was great imagery...you reading old letters and cards to her - how sweet.<BR/>I can't wait to see your quilts - AWESOME!!!!sarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04561598116602625094noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6810410576387362728.post-82166859774084593212008-03-17T08:35:00.000-07:002008-03-17T08:35:00.000-07:00Ok lately I have had so many mixed feelings about ...Ok lately I have had so many mixed feelings about the same experience I had watching my mom die. You just cannot understand what it is like (sweet and sorrowful) to sit next to someone you love and watch them slip away unless you've been there. As you saw my post about my mom dying was pretty lame:) I sat there trying to put the experience in words and it is still just to hard for me. You expressed so many of the things I wanted to but couldn't. I guess I am still having a hard time letting myself grieve. It's hard for me to let myself go and really get those emotions out. Your post was honest. I really feel your pain, but also the peace and testimony that you gained from your experience that you have. Thank You!Call Me Starlahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03296765674684276970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6810410576387362728.post-86358241203201409612008-03-13T20:01:00.000-07:002008-03-13T20:01:00.000-07:00Debbie, that was beautiful. Honestly you made me c...Debbie, that was beautiful. Honestly you made me cry. Im so glad that you had such a wonderful relationship with her. I love to hear that you are making quilts and trying to keep a tradition going thats wonderful!Tiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08617152445067089542noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6810410576387362728.post-3698400727806739552008-03-10T09:10:00.000-07:002008-03-10T09:10:00.000-07:00Oh Debbie, words can not express what I feel, than...Oh Debbie, words can not express what I feel, thank you for posting that. As I was reading Erin's poem I again wondered why we were so blessed when others were so much more deserving. It is so easy to see my imperfections when I think of her near perfection. I hope it was because of the love that we shared for her and each other. Thanks for making me cry at work. Love you.Connie Onniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10755735823343995810noreply@blogger.com