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Agreed - awesome.
Posted by: Barbara | December 08, 2010 at 10:00 PM
It`s outstanding, like Michael was! I miss him a lot! I hope you`re doing fine, Laura!
Lots of Love to you!
Posted by: Violet Gil | December 14, 2010 at 07:29 PM
No doubt you miss him terribly, Violet. Thank you for the love and well wishes. It is certainly a process to get used to him not being here, as I know you know. Good days and bad days. It helps knowing he missed this terrible freezing weather. So much pain and suffering he had in the winter. Not being able to even wear gloves in the bitter cold, and trying to run his wheelchair on the ice and snow...just a dangerous and treacherous time for him. I think Spring will be a different story, though. I don't expect missing him to be easy then...but those tears are for another day.
Love coming right back to you...
Posted by: Laura | December 17, 2010 at 09:00 AM