tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159777151156423826.post7545415286979166408..comments2024-03-28T02:18:08.941-07:00Comments on Stuck In Scared: Just-a-Quote #7... (grief) Kimmiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10974750428498873046noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159777151156423826.post-671874854169990172016-03-19T13:35:07.002-07:002016-03-19T13:35:07.002-07:00They are my words Kimmie. And in particular how I ...They are my words Kimmie. And in particular how I used them with regard to your sense of loss and overcoming fear of a journey that must be taken. Not sure about the Ropey Rhyme thing. Sometimes that moniker inhibits prosaic sensitivity. Best wishes.Cliff Lettshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02824271347133632569noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159777151156423826.post-61868139452383148322016-03-19T07:21:36.060-07:002016-03-19T07:21:36.060-07:00It's so hard, isn't it. The longing is alm...It's so hard, isn't it. The longing is almost unbearable. I'm sorry for your own longing/pain, Norah. Thank you for your lovely words, and your constant support. xKimmiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10974750428498873046noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159777151156423826.post-90252335901934494562016-03-19T06:14:48.567-07:002016-03-19T06:14:48.567-07:00I know that feeling. I just want to make that phon...I know that feeling. I just want to make that phone call, share that thought, touch that hand, take a walk, but they are no longer there. Take care, Kimmie. Thank you for sharing. You have a gift with words.Norahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00679547771527399923noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159777151156423826.post-13103212886026572682016-03-18T12:31:17.078-07:002016-03-18T12:31:17.078-07:00Lisa, that's beautiful. Thank you!Lisa, that's beautiful. Thank you! Kimmiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10974750428498873046noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159777151156423826.post-52214520425579478652016-03-18T09:03:40.761-07:002016-03-18T09:03:40.761-07:00A quote for a quote. This is one of my most favori...A quote for a quote. This is one of my most favorite sentiments: “There is a sacredness in tears. They are not a mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition and of unspeakable love.”Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159777151156423826.post-29889818397683642952016-03-17T19:26:37.268-07:002016-03-17T19:26:37.268-07:00❤️❤️Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13895711935017729943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159777151156423826.post-14515688665224422242016-03-13T16:19:56.237-07:002016-03-13T16:19:56.237-07:00Bless you, Roo. Thank you. xBless you, Roo. Thank you. xKimmiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10974750428498873046noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159777151156423826.post-75617878246686045842016-03-13T13:34:30.612-07:002016-03-13T13:34:30.612-07:00Awwww Kimmie ... ((huge squishy huggles)). It'...Awwww Kimmie ... ((huge squishy huggles)). It's a horrible feeling, as though you're lost and searching for someone even though you know you can't find them. Take care of yourself lovely x Ruebi @ LHB Bloghttp://www.lancashirehotbot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159777151156423826.post-56007077314408921332016-03-10T00:18:36.426-08:002016-03-10T00:18:36.426-08:00Your comment moved me to tears, Cliff. Thank you. ...Your comment moved me to tears, Cliff. Thank you. Are the words yours (I imagine so, knowing you), or a known quote? I'd like to use it sometime... and, I think, there's an opportunity for a Ropey-Rhyme-poem. Perhaps the poem should come first...then I can use and link your quote back to you. <br /><br />Thanks for your support - kind thoughts. Kimmie xKimmiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10974750428498873046noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159777151156423826.post-34115020689167098942016-03-09T10:11:44.545-08:002016-03-09T10:11:44.545-08:00Life at times is like crossing a wide river on sli...Life at times is like crossing a wide river on slippery stepping stones. Fear of drowning does not bring strength and there is no comfort when the other side seems so far away. Don't turn back though Kimmie, just one stepping stone at a time.Cliff Lettshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02824271347133632569noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159777151156423826.post-2615264415181245972016-03-08T07:56:07.391-08:002016-03-08T07:56:07.391-08:00Thank you, Corrinne. *hugging you back*. I'm s...Thank you, Corrinne. *hugging you back*. I'm so sorry for your own loss xKimmiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10974750428498873046noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5159777151156423826.post-35344753887654470592016-03-08T06:09:09.462-08:002016-03-08T06:09:09.462-08:00Hugs...I've know that feeling too.Hugs...I've know that feeling too. Corinne Rodrigueshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11142098428026084994noreply@blogger.com