tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689215511584180257.post2951474423114083869..comments2022-04-01T14:43:37.876-05:00Comments on Numbering the Days: My New RealityBevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08697132925192848110noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689215511584180257.post-10519177407922525542017-03-06T11:34:37.837-06:002017-03-06T11:34:37.837-06:00Bev, I am so sorry to hear of the loss of your mot...Bev, I am so sorry to hear of the loss of your mother. It sounds as though she was a very dear friend as well as a mother. She was lucky to have you in those last difficult months of her life. You are so right - the loss changes the shape of our lives. Mom mom loved to "sit on steps and talk." It was our special thing. And that's the picture that's on my fridge - her and I sitting on steps. I'm so glad that my mom comes to me in dreams. Cherish the memories. How glorious it will be when we are reunited in heaven.lauriannjanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16996896874088622656noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689215511584180257.post-21528317625604879712017-03-06T10:36:06.012-06:002017-03-06T10:36:06.012-06:00Oh Sarah, that car accident! Dan swore he'd ne...Oh Sarah, that car accident! Dan swore he'd never ride with her again! She was turning left at a street corner with no light - something difficult for any of us, and moreso for her as she was already starting slow down in reaction times. I'll have to tell the story of her teaching me to drive a clutch in her Gremlin - it's priceless! And yes, I'd love to see her and Paul discussing submission of women.......Bevhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08697132925192848110noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689215511584180257.post-68133135987945449882017-03-06T10:34:22.077-06:002017-03-06T10:34:22.077-06:00Kelly, I'm thankful God brought to mind that t...Kelly, I'm thankful God brought to mind that the best way for me to work through this time of saying goodbye to her is to recall the memories we made. She was such an interesting person, and had a delightful sense of humor. Hopefully I can capture that here. Thanks for saying hello. Bevhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08697132925192848110noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689215511584180257.post-70934054507689015082017-03-06T10:32:46.889-06:002017-03-06T10:32:46.889-06:00Linda, I read several books on communicating with ...Linda, I read several books on communicating with someone with a failing memory and they were very helpful. One in particular told me never to say, 'do you remember?' because they often don't. Rather to say, I remember when you/we/they...... and I'd re-remember for her. That generally got the most smiles from her. Days with our aging parents is surely a fleeting gift that we have to grab ahold of. xoxoBevhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08697132925192848110noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689215511584180257.post-84494548828624792212017-03-06T09:36:24.578-06:002017-03-06T09:36:24.578-06:00Mom, I'm so glad you put your comments back up...Mom, I'm so glad you put your comments back up! I love hearing your stories about Grandma. Les was telling Pace the other day about the car accident she, Grandma and Danny were in, and I love that all of our memories about her make us laugh. She was a fun, quirky grandma, and I imagine heaven is a much happier place with her! Can you imagine her conversations with Paul?!! Hahaha!!! xxooSarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03867656058895825645noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689215511584180257.post-39469530173593019882017-03-06T07:39:43.519-06:002017-03-06T07:39:43.519-06:00I love sharing in the tales of your Mother. You tr...I love sharing in the tales of your Mother. You truly bring her to life as you write about her and make it seem as though we knew her too. <br />Praying the memories of good times and laughter float to the top of your heart and comfort you.<br />Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04023662613621208356noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689215511584180257.post-14773376116461735272017-03-05T17:12:13.577-06:002017-03-05T17:12:13.577-06:00This is so poignant, Bev. At 70, I still have my M...This is so poignant, Bev. At 70, I still have my Mom. It isn't the same - her memory is failing rather quickly - but she's still here. I can't quite imagine life without her. I think this is a very wise thing to do. Praying for comfort and even joy as you remember.<br />Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14937532276250199445noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689215511584180257.post-33493236945442040532017-03-04T16:32:32.863-06:002017-03-04T16:32:32.863-06:00❤❤Gretchenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09762189942954105883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689215511584180257.post-44873126947909246582017-03-04T16:13:11.039-06:002017-03-04T16:13:11.039-06:00Thank you sweet Gretchen, I know you lost your mot...Thank you sweet Gretchen, I know you lost your mother years ago and can sense, in your writing, that the void is still there, where she used to be. I've heard we all have a God-shaped hole inside us, and maybe, just maybe God puts a mom-shaped one there too, that nobody else can fill. Bevhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08697132925192848110noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689215511584180257.post-12855757877030515592017-03-04T15:47:14.505-06:002017-03-04T15:47:14.505-06:00Yes...do all of the remembering, Bev, exactly at y...Yes...do all of the remembering, Bev, exactly at your pace. We'll be here to remember along with you. XxxoooGretchenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09762189942954105883noreply@blogger.com