tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5141631.post208621454935904570..comments2023-05-17T10:36:16.654-04:00Comments on hiddenart: Dana in Georgiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11973506073487871220noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5141631.post-37985643276349308872007-09-07T22:43:00.000-04:002007-09-07T22:43:00.000-04:00Dana,You are so sweet. Our parents loved life and...Dana,<BR/>You are so sweet. <BR/><BR/>Our parents loved life and they loved us all so much.<BR/><BR/>The way they lived their short lives effected us all in a big way.<BR/><BR/>We love one another and we love our children like they loved us.<BR/><BR/>Big love.<BR/>Fun and real and deep.Donna Boucherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06699431983937413613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5141631.post-38441909081171492852007-09-07T21:51:00.000-04:002007-09-07T21:51:00.000-04:00My heart aches for you, Donna. Your loss is fresh...My heart aches for you, Donna. Your loss is fresh to me... and I think often of how well you have handled the situation.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for stopping by!<BR/><BR/>(((Hugs)))<BR/>DanaDana in Georgiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11973506073487871220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5141631.post-70679117440706745432007-09-07T20:29:00.000-04:002007-09-07T20:29:00.000-04:00I think when your parents die when you are in high...I think when your parents die when you are in high school...you are forced to think about death and accept it and how it is always untimely.<BR/><BR/>It also forces one to think about heaven and hell and Jesus and his purpose.<BR/><BR/>At a young age. When all of your friends are thinking about the homecoming dance.Donna Boucherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06699431983937413613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5141631.post-37567455711477100362007-09-07T11:41:00.000-04:002007-09-07T11:41:00.000-04:00I'm glad you wrote more - it's good to know more a...I'm glad you wrote more - it's good to know more about the painting, too.<BR/><BR/>Earlier this summer a friend from church died from cancer. She was a few years older than me, but not by much. I call her a friend, although I spent a total of less than 8 hours with her in all the time I knew her. Perhaps it was that she was the type of person who befriended others rapidly and easily, or Laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17775836987596716063noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5141631.post-30038112790242380312007-09-07T10:34:00.000-04:002007-09-07T10:34:00.000-04:00Oh, dear! Laura...I havent finished this entry an...Oh, dear! Laura...<BR/><BR/>I havent finished this entry and I hope you will check back.<BR/><BR/>I have many more thoughts.Dana in Georgiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11973506073487871220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5141631.post-21417355221232632112007-09-07T10:16:00.000-04:002007-09-07T10:16:00.000-04:00Hmmmm. That's a subject on my mind lately. A ver...Hmmmm. That's a subject on my mind lately. A very good friend of my father's is near death, and his son and daughter, whom I knew growing up, are with him now. We are praying for Mr. S. (who is a Christian) and for comfort and strength and,hopefully, joy for his children and grandchildren. Mr. S. had cancer and was told by his dr. two days ago to go home - he would die that night or within 2 Laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17775836987596716063noreply@blogger.com