tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173649280963485189.post3929515698863931222..comments2023-12-23T04:07:58.383-06:00Comments on Corn in My Coffee Pot: :: An Emotional Wringer!Patricia @ 9th and Denverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04786692442689958889noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173649280963485189.post-56105577535771905472014-10-22T21:37:36.351-05:002014-10-22T21:37:36.351-05:00Moving is always so tough such a huge life transit...Moving is always so tough such a huge life transition....The pro's and the con's. Hope you get to feeling better so you can get packing...Or maybe you should just sit on that swing and think about it a while?<br /><br />CarolThe Polka Dot Closethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04509900941899875184noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173649280963485189.post-73632899925391899562014-10-22T21:34:24.419-05:002014-10-22T21:34:24.419-05:00I know that feeling so well, Pat. It is that ever...I know that feeling so well, Pat. It is that ever present lump in your throat as you move to each different phase of your life. I think it is that-as much as anything- the fact that a phase of your life is over-you start moving down instead of moving up...and paring down your life of 'treasures"...and they will become someone else's life and treasures.<br /><br />You will do fine-it's just staying "in the moment" that does it for me. xo DianaNanaDianahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14298962791700019785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173649280963485189.post-41073505807174344342014-10-22T11:18:23.766-05:002014-10-22T11:18:23.766-05:00My older two tell me they miss sitting on the porc...My older two tell me they miss sitting on the porch, especially my oldest daughter. Lots of memories.Pioneer Woman at Hearthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16533698959389851926noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173649280963485189.post-41610907914094107762014-10-22T09:22:02.837-05:002014-10-22T09:22:02.837-05:00bless your heart
I know it's hard and hurtful... bless your heart<br /><br />I know it's hard and hurtful and good all at the same time ,<br />Note to self , It will be OK your alive and healthy not in a nursing home, This is what I always tell myself LOLCurtains in My Treehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04739180504953135365noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173649280963485189.post-22800126633189817702014-10-22T09:04:44.081-05:002014-10-22T09:04:44.081-05:00Bless you, your sweet memories, your dreams, and y...Bless you, your sweet memories, your dreams, and your plans. I know you are a woman who has given this to God, so rest in the plans he has for you...plans to prosper you, plans for a hope and a lovely future. Thanks for keeping us posted. :)Revihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03118538206780122093noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173649280963485189.post-64639517884129217082014-10-22T07:20:31.387-05:002014-10-22T07:20:31.387-05:00I always enjoy your "Notes to Self" .....I always enjoy your "Notes to Self" ....... you've got it right, it's not the swing itself....it's the memories and you will always have those!!! Enjoyed seeing your four o' clocks. I remember my mom always having these growing around the front porch! Hummingbirds love them!! Have a sweet peaceful day.Shughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12287830519297050445noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173649280963485189.post-64543605997747044902014-10-22T05:16:32.930-05:002014-10-22T05:16:32.930-05:00I just can't imagine moving and trying to figu...I just can't imagine moving and trying to figure out what to do with all this stuff. I was hoping the kids would have houses by now and take lots of it. At some point there will be more coming this way. What will I do?Kathy Felsted Usherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10471923897561942341noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9173649280963485189.post-36616022990927657882014-10-21T22:27:09.329-05:002014-10-21T22:27:09.329-05:00I hear ya, Patricia. Good thing we don't have...I hear ya, Patricia. Good thing we don't have to get rid of our fond memories; these are packed in the special space in the attics of our mind to be taken out whenever we wish. A Daughter of the Kinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17311710191707158497noreply@blogger.com