tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613942191500777024.post132586982552576071..comments2011-05-26T13:55:14.873-07:00Comments on When life gives us lemons...: At my wits end...LemonyLifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14623579547008478736noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613942191500777024.post-45643054872935408862011-04-19T21:45:47.447-07:002011-04-19T21:45:47.447-07:00Lili,
I can so relate to everything you're fe...Lili,<br /><br />I can so relate to everything you're feeling/saying. You didn't send Wil closer to the end, you gave him comfort and peace of mind that it's OK to let go when he's ready. <br /><br />And I also know how big that hole can be, do you remember helping me through the 6:00 pm hour everyday for weeks b/c that's when I used to talk to my grandma? I couldn't thank you any more for being there.<br /><br />You will unfortunately feel that whole for the rest of your life, but you do get to the point where you can laugh as much as cry. When I'm needing my Nana and Pop, I think about exactly what they would say to me, and I know somewhere that they are. <br /><br />I feel so terrible that I'm not there to help, you know if I were in Athens I would be all over it. Please know that I am willing to do anything you need and I think about you daily.<br /><br />Take care of you.Michellenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613942191500777024.post-73719667494285409172011-04-19T13:53:40.072-07:002011-04-19T13:53:40.072-07:00Lili, don't think of what you said as drawing ...Lili, don't think of what you said as drawing him in closer to the end. Rather think of it as putting his mind at ease and letting him know that a worry of his has been taken care of. let us know if you need anythingMiller Thymehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01772759862279375913noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613942191500777024.post-77530195404880886782011-04-19T13:36:56.787-07:002011-04-19T13:36:56.787-07:00I know just how you feel. Every single word of it...I know just how you feel. Every single word of it. Hugs, my sweets. Anytime I can treat you to a meal, a drink, a good old-fashioned country girl drunk like we did that once, you just shout.<br />Love you.Kristin Campbell-Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01890770061429624214noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613942191500777024.post-88158653239740602682011-04-19T12:36:46.560-07:002011-04-19T12:36:46.560-07:00Love and hugs through tears...Love and hugs through tears...Cherylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01080987010689444192noreply@blogger.com