tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5563264107775337730.post7613151759346152550..comments2013-02-10T08:16:03.027-06:00Comments on Where the sidewalk ends...: Strange...Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11878880628902641520noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5563264107775337730.post-14237867726209445722010-01-26T12:30:56.425-06:002010-01-26T12:30:56.425-06:00I sensed your mood. You seemed sad, I wanted to sa...I sensed your mood. You seemed sad, I wanted to say something, but with the room full of people, just let it go. I'm so sorry that you are going through this. <br /><br />MillyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5563264107775337730.post-42856738824148705662010-01-24T22:22:57.440-06:002010-01-24T22:22:57.440-06:00It's amazing to me that our subconscious someh...It's amazing to me that our subconscious somehow knows what day it is, even when we aren't conscious of it yet... Can't wait to hear that you're expecting again.Abbie Burnhamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14138691581410415708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5563264107775337730.post-37396134570223661852010-01-24T08:08:23.085-06:002010-01-24T08:08:23.085-06:00It's strange the way grief works itself out. I...It's strange the way grief works itself out. I felt punk all day too and even thought at one point, "It's been a year, but I don't know the exact date". <br /><br />My heart bleeds for you, my dear daughter. Dad and I are praying every night for God to fill your waiting arms. He hears our cries and He loves to answer our prayers!<br /><br />I love you.Tony and Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15815740523447163711noreply@blogger.com