tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980661477245033955.post4457513865163270631..comments2023-11-01T11:17:40.377-04:00Comments on True Stories, Honest Lies: 3 weeks, 3 months, 20 yearsLaurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06434407684834155358noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980661477245033955.post-18880956452113350142014-04-18T17:16:39.641-04:002014-04-18T17:16:39.641-04:00Tony...such holy comfort.Tony...such holy comfort.Liza Appernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980661477245033955.post-86950710997022701252014-04-18T16:30:24.741-04:002014-04-18T16:30:24.741-04:00Well, that's the Good, the Bad and the Really ...Well, that's the Good, the Bad and the Really Really FUgly right there. Is the universe really that ironic, or do we just look for these coincidences to try to make sense of things? I really don't know. The only sense that I can see is that you were spared so that you could spend the last 3 months with Kevin. Everyone should be so lucky, Laura. xoMs. Piazzihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02578491825205228686noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980661477245033955.post-88655856896015809552014-04-18T16:09:28.945-04:002014-04-18T16:09:28.945-04:00Watched a film last night with a romantic ending a...Watched a film last night with a romantic ending and all I could think about was you and Kevin. It is just is so bewildering, so terribly cruel. I agree with our so eloquent friend, Tony. Grief puts us on another planet and it is impossible to understand and ferociously unacceptable that somehow this kind of loss should have to be endured.<br />Alicia Quintanohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00962950197129766965noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980661477245033955.post-21952367988141622462014-04-18T16:09:18.290-04:002014-04-18T16:09:18.290-04:00Here too.
Here too. <br />TBinKChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16823475484196441227noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980661477245033955.post-71315442703740069332014-04-18T13:13:27.103-04:002014-04-18T13:13:27.103-04:00The sand in the hour glass screams. The days crawl...The sand in the hour glass screams. The days crawl by. The days race by. The days limp by. The days are a blur. Looking out the window, seeing nothing. Not seeing Kevin. Seeing only an anniversary you didn't want to celebrate. Wishing the angel of death had looked just a little closer and noticed the love written in blood on the door and just passed you by. Just passed you by. Tony Toledohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15651632081490764732noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980661477245033955.post-13062920252849025782014-04-18T11:42:01.588-04:002014-04-18T11:42:01.588-04:00Thinking of you today, Laura, and wishing you comf...Thinking of you today, Laura, and wishing you comfort. Thank you for continuing to share your life and thoughts.Marilynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17703845174334661585noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980661477245033955.post-52654666799253538032014-04-18T10:37:40.638-04:002014-04-18T10:37:40.638-04:00Passover commemorates an exodus or journey, right?...Passover commemorates an exodus or journey, right? This is your journey, which we can try to share with you - try to support you in the same way we would have supported Kevin had you been the one to leave. It's a journey some of us have been on ourselves, but all of us will likely experience at some point in our lives. <br />I am so very sad Kevin, my beloved friend, is gone; I am so very grateful to him for letting me know and come to care for you.<br />As Doria said, please keep telling this story...Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04659346780842089310noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980661477245033955.post-53159629187987875962014-04-18T09:09:49.977-04:002014-04-18T09:09:49.977-04:00Yes - Doria has it right.Yes - Doria has it right.Mysterious Teehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13060295494694304021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980661477245033955.post-25219062875346120902014-04-18T09:00:49.271-04:002014-04-18T09:00:49.271-04:00We are blessed to have you and your profound words...We are blessed to have you and your profound words through this journey, you shine a light into some very dark corners and help others with their journeys!Carolyn Stearnshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01529454359380716038noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980661477245033955.post-38466871001808706862014-04-18T08:59:26.622-04:002014-04-18T08:59:26.622-04:00Please keep telling this story; I am listening.Please keep telling this story; I am listening.Doriahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08556503256253165034noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980661477245033955.post-84742819840376661212014-04-18T08:58:06.983-04:002014-04-18T08:58:06.983-04:00Ah, the image of the two of you sharing glances re...Ah, the image of the two of you sharing glances really resonates with me, I can absolutely see that.Doriahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08556503256253165034noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980661477245033955.post-62434869758759695402014-04-18T08:47:09.639-04:002014-04-18T08:47:09.639-04:00Laura
I wish I could just hold you in a hug and ta...Laura<br />I wish I could just hold you in a hug and take away your pain! Again and again I love youAlwaysJoyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03840004740611104256noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980661477245033955.post-86143055312279050192014-04-18T08:46:53.455-04:002014-04-18T08:46:53.455-04:00Small steps, large steps, steps where you thought ...Small steps, large steps, steps where you thought there was a step and it's missing and you drop down much farther and more suddenly than you expected; Laura, I feel you are teaching me grief, a salty, bitter lesson. I realize that I need to write back just to say I'm Here. I'm Here. Sending love. Looking forward to seeing you at Northlands. Here. Love.Johttp://www.joradner.comnoreply@blogger.com