tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302767455915995629.post5281052428900720206..comments2024-01-17T05:33:20.530-08:00Comments on Dan, in real time.: Tenuous LifeUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302767455915995629.post-68964051445173504992010-02-09T07:58:22.818-08:002010-02-09T07:58:22.818-08:00I respond that way as well, when I read or someone...I respond that way as well, when I read or someone says "you never appreciate it until it's gone" - I knew, every day, what we had, what we have; I thanked god and myself and matt every day for this life, even when it was annoying (okay, so that was harder). I did not need death to correct my path, or open my eyes, or let me know what was important. Thankful every day, for each of us as individuals, and for us together. It does continue. Love is here, all the time. Where else would it go. Somehow, this is still the path of love.megannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302767455915995629.post-76507461252727899282010-02-09T06:00:25.966-08:002010-02-09T06:00:25.966-08:00the gift of great mourning comes from loving deepl...the gift of great mourning comes from loving deeply. we are each blessed in our own way with the perfect mate. that they died is tragic. i read once that "not every fairy tale has a happy ending." i disagree. death does not end a fairy tale, it only transcends it. we will continue our lives with our soul mates when fate and time allow it. your pain is your badge of honor for having found such a love.<br /><br />i hope your migraine eases today and your mind finds a quiet place to meditate.abandonedsoulshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06020499806998154330noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302767455915995629.post-26127423400602884072010-02-09T00:08:06.348-08:002010-02-09T00:08:06.348-08:00Thanks Bill. I am learning that there is benefit ...Thanks Bill. I am learning that there is benefit from grieving as I did last night. The sorrow builds up within me, and I need to just be taken away by it. The end result is the ability to reflect on the reason why I experience such pain. It is love. Today the glow of my love for Michael, and his love for me, is lifting me up once again. <br /><br />I feel as though these periods of painful grieving are the peeling away of new layers in my journey toward healing. <br /><br />You express yourself so beautifully. I always feel so fortunate to read your thoughts.<br /><br />Love. DanDanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02218009891182171803noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302767455915995629.post-2398458235295858112010-02-08T23:02:00.797-08:002010-02-08T23:02:00.797-08:00Hello Dan,
There is no greater eloquence than that...Hello Dan,<br />There is no greater eloquence than that which articulates one's true self, which is, with precision, what you've accomplished in this post.<br /><br />There's an honesty felt in your words tonight, detectable by its gentle, but forthright confidence.<br /><br />It definitely is better to have loved, than not, and we all still receive rewards, such as the life-long soul-enriching memories which shape our lives and our characters.<br /><br />Like so many of the things you share with us here, your words give great comfort, by showing us pieces of ourselves reflected back to us by a true kindred soul as yours.<br /><br />Godspeed, and With Love,<br />Bill in NHBill in NHhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05620507897596194696noreply@blogger.com