tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23768728.post3651826764876020259..comments2023-11-05T07:32:07.024-05:00Comments on life's journey: random thoughtsbilliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16206096509976316141noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23768728.post-12750439382660430142007-11-24T01:25:00.000-05:002007-11-24T01:25:00.000-05:00so sweet....and so good that your mom is so loved ...so sweet....and so good that your mom is so loved and cared for...and that you share your memories and have such warm memories of her.......thank you for sharing them....enigma4everhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06589997090173140019noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23768728.post-81436334645811533672007-11-23T23:29:00.000-05:002007-11-23T23:29:00.000-05:00Oh, betmo...Love ya, gal.Oh, betmo...<BR/>Love ya, gal.Thornehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18017781098602577734noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23768728.post-87097634887593452582007-11-23T21:53:00.000-05:002007-11-23T21:53:00.000-05:00Good post, Betmo. Future was yesterday-- I loved t...Good post, Betmo. <BR/><BR/>Future was yesterday-- I loved that story of your dad and the water jar.Brother Timhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08603553502416272941noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23768728.post-12105516477921139702007-11-23T21:31:00.000-05:002007-11-23T21:31:00.000-05:00You sure built a gold mine with this one, Sister!!...You sure built a gold mine with this one, Sister!!<BR/><BR/><B><I>"i have been blessed to have had the last 7 years to really get to see the mind behind the mom and my biggest accomplishment of my life to this point is that i have made her last years peaceful and happy. her health is rapidly deteriorating and i feel in my heart this is the last round of holidays."</I></B><BR/>You'll never know what that blessing will do for you, until Mom is gone, and you feel like pure shit. Then you remember...<I>I was able to help her, and I was there for her.</I> When my Dad was going, he had the strangest request at the end. He wanted a drink of water from an old windmill on a farm we once owned, I didn't even know still worked or not. But I drove the 40 miles in the middle of the night, got that old windmill to spit our a quart of water, and drove back to the hospital. When Dad saw me with that quart jar, he knew - and his eyes lit up. He took a sip of that, smiled, said "Oh, that's so good" - and closed his eyes forever. I still have the jar sitting by his picture.<BR/><BR/>You wrote a ton of wisdom here for just being a kid.:) I'm proud to know you, and grateful to be your friend!!The Future Was Yesterdayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06515544130113138363noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23768728.post-65541627358660691502007-11-23T19:32:00.000-05:002007-11-23T19:32:00.000-05:00This Thanksgiving instead of just getting together...This Thanksgiving instead of just getting together and have it be about the Turkey, a bunch of my friends have gone to New Orleans. Most of us have been part of a Leadership Program at Legacy Center in North Carolina. In New Orleans we are building a house on the weekend and going to homeless shelters and basically bringing love and connection to a place that some people have forgotten. Just because the media have put their attention elsewhere New Orleans is still in need of many hands of love, and for people to roll up their sleeves and give. We find Legacy Projects and give to communities. We do it in a short period of time, noth to stretch ourselves and be "angels" that quickly descend and then leave. A burst of love. PerryPerryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01034340484501732529noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23768728.post-44570267013884206382007-11-23T15:59:00.000-05:002007-11-23T15:59:00.000-05:00Nicely put Betmo and I agree that we need to hold ...Nicely put Betmo and I agree that we need to hold onto the memories we have, because of what lies ahead and because we can't make them again.Larryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05283557503536810926noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23768728.post-65140944054260142032007-11-23T14:50:00.000-05:002007-11-23T14:50:00.000-05:00Your heartfelt words, particularly about your moth...Your heartfelt words, particularly about your mother, bring tears to my eyes.<BR/>I share most holidays with a group of friends. Yesterday during our Thanksgiving meal we agreed that instead of buying Christmas gifts to exchange, we will instead give as gifts something we already own. The only rule is it must be something that we love and know the other wants or needs.<BR/>This will apply to the several children I usually buy for. For instance, one special little girl will get one of the beautiful glass perfume bottles that I have collected over the years and that she always admire when she visits.<BR/>This has added a real excitement and pleasure for all of us this year, when often we just want to get through it and on to the new year.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com