I bet she will - she sent me here with a hug for you (which worries me a bit because this is the first time that I have met you)- and friends like that don't worry about chopping boards!
I have read your blog and found it very moving. Your love for Anne spills over the edges of your writing. I hope that in some way it will help you with your grief. It is wonderful to read about Anne - she was clearly a very special person who lived her life completely. Grief is the terrible price that we pay for love.
I'm always dropping clangers like that....meat on vegi boards. I ought to know better really because I'm supposed to be the blummin vegan!! "No hope for me"...she says...shaking head.
Big hug from us lot here...poochies and mogs included. Wish we could make it better. Truly. It's hard. Been there. She was beautiful. xx
I come through tracy too, via another blog. You are the same age as my sons so here is a hug all the way from the other side of the pond and of the continent. She was a beauty in every way, your Anne. . . Being the one who lives seems unbearable now but, listen, friends and work will see you through these dark days. And time. As someone else wrote, life will start again. It is true.
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I bet she will - she sent me here with a hug for you (which worries me a bit because this is the first time that I have met you)- and friends like that don't worry about chopping boards!
I have read your blog and found it very moving. Your love for Anne spills over the edges of your writing. I hope that in some way it will help you with your grief. It is wonderful to read about Anne - she was clearly a very special person who lived her life completely. Grief is the terrible price that we pay for love.
too late my boy - too late......
i will bring my own chopping board x
You are going to be in such trouble!
I'm always dropping clangers like that....meat on vegi boards. I ought to know better really because I'm supposed to be the blummin vegan!! "No hope for me"...she says...shaking head.
Big hug from us lot here...poochies and mogs included. Wish we could make it better. Truly. It's hard. Been there. She was beautiful. xx
I come through tracy too, via another blog. You are the same age as my sons so here is a hug all the way from the other side of the pond and of the continent. She was a beauty in every way, your Anne. . .
Being the one who lives seems unbearable now but, listen, friends and work will see you through these dark days. And time. As someone else wrote, life will start again. It is true.
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