tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302767455915995629.post3615206678244180655..comments2024-01-17T05:33:20.530-08:00Comments on Dan, in real time.: The Sound of HopeUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302767455915995629.post-72029610451051965732011-02-05T15:32:34.259-08:002011-02-05T15:32:34.259-08:00I love this. I'm glad you are feeling hopeful....I love this. I'm glad you are feeling hopeful. What was it that Emily Dickinson said... "Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without words." Something like that. I know that hope is still perched in my soul, and probably she's singing, but sometimes she sings SO softly that I can't hear her at all...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302767455915995629.post-11660099815193573442011-01-28T03:34:38.310-08:002011-01-28T03:34:38.310-08:00I needed to read this today. I had my first bad d...I needed to read this today. I had my first bad dream about Cliff last night and am sitting here with lip quivering at my desk. I know it's only a dream but it has really affected me.<br /><br />Like Deb you spread your hope to me. It is contagious.<br /><br />Love you Dan xBoohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10695496303699631884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302767455915995629.post-80701739663812850012011-01-27T21:23:02.537-08:002011-01-27T21:23:02.537-08:00The feeling of hope...oh ya, I remember that. It&...The feeling of hope...oh ya, I remember that. It's been asleep in me for a long time. It's poked its head out for a moment or two and then crawled back into the cave of grief. But as I read about how yours appeared today, I could feel mine rise a millimetre. And I remembered how good that felt. Thank you, Dan. I hope your feeling of hope sticks around for a long time. Love ya!Debbiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13743446066024389563noreply@blogger.com