I also couldn't get into that book. We can be dol...

2008-07-15T18:43:00.000-07:00

I also couldn't get into that book. We can be dolts together.

One of my bloggy friends comforted me about my mom saying that the hole in your heart doesn't heal, but, well, I'll just quote her here:

"...the hole is always there, but the edges around it heal and become less raw. In a way, I find that comforting, because even though the hole represents the loss of our loved ones, its enduring presence gives testimony to how much those people meant to us. They meant so much that their absence from our lives now will never go unnoticed. It won’t hurt as much, but we will always love and miss them. I don’t think I’d want it any other way."

Well said, huh?

Thank you again, Kate, for being such a good friend to my mom, and such a good Auntie to me.

So nice to see you. Oh hurrah. I'd lost the lin...

2008-07-13T08:46:00.000-07:00

So nice to see you. Oh hurrah. I'd lost the link to your blog. See, if you left notes more often, I wouldn't lose you.

So glad the smoke is lessening. For days here at sunset, everything was orange from the smoke in the air. Yesterday was better. I understand Ausie and NZ firefighters are on their way to help also.

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I also couldn't get into that book. We can be dol...

So nice to see you. Oh hurrah. I'd lost the lin...