tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345761564418354639.post8554256812365485192..comments2023-06-08T06:47:33.855-07:00Comments on Roll Up The Rugs: Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345761564418354639.post-70521921995688800722009-01-22T05:14:00.000-08:002009-01-22T05:14:00.000-08:00Oh petit fleur! I just realized who you are! Thank...Oh petit fleur! I just realized who you are! Thank you for your sweet words and your encouragement. And Happy Birthday!<BR/>CMe- Yes, I don't think we will ever get love like love we've lost, but today I feel good and strong and I think if we keep our hearts open we may find love like we've never had. Thank you for stopping by, your kind words warm my heart.Mayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16719394416574590978noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345761564418354639.post-25293299135576010672009-01-21T12:22:00.000-08:002009-01-21T12:22:00.000-08:00i dont know you either - but im definitely crying ...i dont know you either - but im definitely crying as i read this! i think we all have people like this in our lives and it's so hard to lose them... sometimes i think i'll never find another best friend/love who understands me like those i've lost - not that anyone can replace another...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345761564418354639.post-44011023854616734942009-01-19T07:39:00.000-08:002009-01-19T07:39:00.000-08:00Oh Miss Maybelle,You are marvelous. I am sorry to...Oh Miss Maybelle,<BR/><BR/>You are marvelous. I am sorry to hear about your grief. Like a whole lot of things, it's so uniquely ours that it feels like nobody can really understand it... and in some ways that is true. (sigh) It's just damn hard and grueling... There's a great song by Peter Himmelman called "God don't have to teach you that way" (He is Dylan's son in law... need I say more?) Anyway, I just thought I'd mention that.<BR/><BR/>You are a sensitive soul yes, but I suspect you are stronger that you realize also. Hang in there, you are loved. Feel better, Keep writing, please. <BR/>Peace & xoxo PFPetit fleurhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02626110471501778855noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345761564418354639.post-76958900053933526762009-01-18T00:48:00.000-08:002009-01-18T00:48:00.000-08:00Yes, the Joe in my story was Joe Gear. And who, pr...Yes, the Joe in my story was Joe Gear. And who, pray tell, are you?Mayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16719394416574590978noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345761564418354639.post-1143465390040361392009-01-17T22:04:00.000-08:002009-01-17T22:04:00.000-08:00Was the Joe in your story Joe Gear?Was the Joe in your story Joe Gear?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345761564418354639.post-1906782558851792512009-01-15T16:16:00.000-08:002009-01-15T16:16:00.000-08:00That was wonderful - an absolutely wonderful tribu...That was wonderful - an absolutely wonderful tribute to three people, lost in many ways. I too, wrestle with those "childhood friend" emotions with certain people, and those ties that bind are unmatched in a way that we can't seem to get back in adulthood. There's just something about those who know us when we are young and pure--they know what our soul looks like in a way that anyone else we meet never can.SJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14174193133138897712noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345761564418354639.post-63071608948617613972009-01-15T14:37:00.000-08:002009-01-15T14:37:00.000-08:00Tiffany- thank you, really. I am always surprised ...Tiffany- thank you, really. I am always surprised when I find out that people I don't know read this. I feel so flattered that you take the time to peek over here now and again. Thanks.<BR/>Mama- Yeah. It is a slipping, isn't it? I love you so much.Mayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16719394416574590978noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345761564418354639.post-8090454126028433512009-01-15T12:33:00.000-08:002009-01-15T12:33:00.000-08:00Tiffany is right and I am crying now. It's funny- ...Tiffany is right and I am crying now. It's funny- all day I have been feeling distant and disconnected, knowing that if I were to let slip, it would all tumble out and my feelings would be like Nyna's hair and I would never be able to find my heart again.<BR/>It's hard, sometimes, to remember that the joy of living is as big as the sorrow of losing. I can't explain. I can't say it.<BR/>You said it.<BR/>Thank you for making me cry, letting my heart slip a little, feeling the grief of the losses. <BR/>Feeling.<BR/>I love you so.Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6345761564418354639.post-33303221254595826022009-01-15T11:48:00.000-08:002009-01-15T11:48:00.000-08:00I don't even know you. Stumbled upon your blog one...I don't even know you. Stumbled upon your blog one day. Dedicated reader. And think that your talent has no match. Keep writing. Please. It's exceptional.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com