tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3426042510827739774.post7989284349249821646..comments2022-12-11T06:52:35.489-08:00Comments on my red crayon: why my heart hurtsPirrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10757691024470137993noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3426042510827739774.post-87361837172572272532011-02-17T14:09:20.986-08:002011-02-17T14:09:20.986-08:00Thank you. We do a lot of laughing and smiling too...Thank you. We do a lot of laughing and smiling too. (She had a very colourful life.) Just yesterday we were laughing about her flirting with the male nurses in the home. <br /><br />We're just at that point where funeral arrangements are over, the funeral itself is over, legal proceedings have been dealt with, and even though there is huge hole now in our lives the world is still turning, it is still moving and we just aren't yet ready to turn and move a long with it. <br /><br />But we're a talkative family. So we tell stories and we laugh and we cry because it's the only way we know how to do things. (i'm pretty sure that's the healthy way, but it still takes time)Pirrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10757691024470137993noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3426042510827739774.post-363134016338960022011-02-16T03:01:45.152-08:002011-02-16T03:01:45.152-08:00oh much much much love to you.
These losses are so...oh much much much love to you.<br />These losses are so hard, and there is no right way about it.<br />I hope the day you enjoy her memories without that ache of pain comes soon to you.<br />xScuba Nursehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00248129325790275090noreply@blogger.com