tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424171455216231007.post5562432226398779441..comments2023-10-07T10:15:47.187-04:00Comments on Lulu's Sandbar: How are you dooooin?http://www.blogger.com/profile/17630413364180098469noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424171455216231007.post-17739626158677160272010-07-15T11:27:04.318-04:002010-07-15T11:27:04.318-04:00I wish I knew what to say but I don't. I'...I wish I knew what to say but I don't. I'd love to hear more about your mom in the upcoming weeks/months. The hole may never fully heal, but I hope it at least closes up a bit for you.Gretchenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01760487997338448594noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424171455216231007.post-10766613698728682372010-07-12T22:22:29.804-04:002010-07-12T22:22:29.804-04:00I would imagine how you're doooooin' is co...I would imagine how you're doooooin' is continuing life with a giant hole in your broken heart. But who actually says that right? My family had their hands out in the most maddening way when my Grammy passsed who by the way was burried in her sandals sporting her shiny toe ring that I got for her and also her princess tiarra that I handmade one weekend while she was recovering from cancer treatment with her eyebrows growing back like groucho marx. She made all the doctors look at her shiny toe ring even if they had to remove her sock from her cold tootsies. I prefer to dwell in those memories when someone askes to take home something rightfully belongs to Grammy's onliest granddaughter....aka...me. I much prefer the memories to the material things. And thank goodness I had a buffer like your big mean brother. Bless you sweet Lulu and your holy broken heart. And I sure would love to hear more cool/humorous/quirky things about your Mom and why you love her so.Amber D. Mcnabbhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04711860408274370220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424171455216231007.post-46739330549723013522010-07-07T20:26:08.758-04:002010-07-07T20:26:08.758-04:00thank you all, for the comments and the understand...thank you all, for the comments and the understanding....https://www.blogger.com/profile/17630413364180098469noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424171455216231007.post-52430332779025298142010-07-07T11:52:21.340-04:002010-07-07T11:52:21.340-04:00Years from now, you will find yourself still picki...Years from now, you will find yourself still picking up the phone to call her. It's something you never get over, and something that no one else understands. Like when you've been staring into space and your husband asks if you're o.k. and you answer "yes, I was just thinking about my mom".<br /><br />Screw the relatives, btw.dianehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16084010090761068139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424171455216231007.post-19073118531162058682010-07-07T00:15:32.501-04:002010-07-07T00:15:32.501-04:00Oh yes, been there done that, kicked those crazies...Oh yes, been there done that, kicked those crazies to the curb. Sorry you have to deal with that stuff Lulu. Hang in there.<br />xo jjJoanna Jenkinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10836376588710862173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424171455216231007.post-78469786718433079032010-07-06T18:30:17.355-04:002010-07-06T18:30:17.355-04:00Oh, my goodness - I am so very sorry to hear that....Oh, my goodness - I am so very sorry to hear that. They will eventually get back under their stones from which they crawled out of but until then, just flex that pinky several times!R Montalbanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05120909825589409116noreply@blogger.com