tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post435879376493897407..comments2024-03-04T15:47:04.422-07:00Comments on Somethings I Think About-Annell: July 12, 2014 The Sunday Whirl/Rain in the Afternoonannell4http://www.blogger.com/profile/07629830133868270690noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-59530548745126719702014-07-14T02:23:36.752-06:002014-07-14T02:23:36.752-06:00That is sad. At all levels.That is sad. At all levels.J Cosmo Newberyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04459976320205444628noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-12063481543212538322014-07-13T22:25:30.028-06:002014-07-13T22:25:30.028-06:00To lose someone of one's own flesh and blood c...To lose someone of one's own flesh and blood cannot be compared to any kind of loss. But one mourns for the memory which is appropriate and healthy. It is necessary for those left behind. Mindful of the fact that the loss is taken through the good hands of Providence the alMighty and he is now resting his soul with no pain! Wonderful and powerful write annell!<br /><br />Hankkaykualahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03240206222973305395noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-2784768255436044662014-07-13T16:58:50.930-06:002014-07-13T16:58:50.930-06:00Hugs for you and your wonderful boy...again no com...Hugs for you and your wonderful boy...again no comparison, but when I lost my father I found my way out of the grief by writing poems for him. I still do write for him on the days when the memories overwhelm me. author.nara.malonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07159847596372441526noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-77452607710055533682014-07-13T07:26:25.628-06:002014-07-13T07:26:25.628-06:00Who would not miss their beautiful golden boy...yo...Who would not miss their beautiful golden boy...you must do what you must...I am sorry your bed is so heavy and full..maybe it will be filled with some good dreams again one day soon...with love for you and your beautiful words xoJae Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11509244123008832611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-85256030878614040122014-07-12T18:02:50.211-06:002014-07-12T18:02:50.211-06:00So beautiful, that he was the prince in your heart...So beautiful, that he was the prince in your heart. The nights sound so hard, Annell. I remember that. The emptyness. Yes, gentle steps, slow and patient........Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-87556481012349390242014-07-12T14:17:10.162-06:002014-07-12T14:17:10.162-06:00he will always be the prince in your mothers eye.....he will always be the prince in your mothers eye...though i imagine the memories are going to stay pretty heavy for a bit...in no way would i ever try to compare it, but when my wife lost her mom, it took quite a while...i understand too the wanting to keep our kids safe...know it is not your fault though...Brian Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.com