tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048712671363649795.post9189666195171276469..comments2023-04-07T08:02:45.091-07:00Comments on too much to do: Every Fifteen Minutesterrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17334006971771499299noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048712671363649795.post-51388879592920839732009-04-29T14:30:00.000-07:002009-04-29T14:30:00.000-07:00I had read the previous post but I still did a dou...I had read the previous post but I still did a double take when I read this one! I realiazed that your hubby wouldn't being playing WOW with Jeremy if B had died today. ( I really hope not)Valeriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02160954329891598468noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048712671363649795.post-32446844354072590322009-04-28T20:58:00.000-07:002009-04-28T20:58:00.000-07:00Great teaching moment! Very well done and effecti...Great teaching moment! Very well done and effective. It brings to the forefront the hard ugly truth that drinking and driving have severe consequences. As a former peace officer I've seen first hand the devistation that automobile accidents have on families and particularly those caused by drunk drivers. You have effectively brought to our attention our need to activly fight against this cultural problem. Having lost my wife to cancer I had a year to let her know each moment of each day how much I loved her and in a small way make up for all the times in our forty years of marriage that I was less than kind. With accicents we don't have that luxuary. Although it hurts to think about loosing our dear sweet Baily it is definately a wake up call for us to love our families the best we can each moment of our lives. Thanks for the reminder.Grandpa Hhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17891188937792438613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048712671363649795.post-24331292091086562182009-04-28T20:18:00.000-07:002009-04-28T20:18:00.000-07:00Don't you ever do that to me again. I am near sob...Don't you ever do that to me again. I am near sobbing here...that is just not okay. Okay, an effective lesson, but still not okay. I can't even breath due to the affect crying has on my already congested head...Heidihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13247629282179452705noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048712671363649795.post-24039986505425564652009-04-28T19:57:00.000-07:002009-04-28T19:57:00.000-07:00Oh Terra, my heart stopped and I almost threw up w...Oh Terra, my heart stopped and I almost threw up when I read that first line. So glad B is safe and sound. Thank you for the good message. I'm going to get off the computer now and spend some time with my little boy.mkamyehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02190647772430563233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048712671363649795.post-44791381751554668272009-04-28T19:30:00.000-07:002009-04-28T19:30:00.000-07:00Okay, you had me. I'm crying here... I was in shoc...Okay, you had me. I'm crying here... I was in shock thinking your sweet girl was actually dead. <br />Here's a lesson to go along with the other... you never know how much other people care about you, there may not be words spoken, or visits, but the ripples extend far beyond what we will ever see.<br />Don't EVER do that again unless there's a warning!!! Got to go get a tissue.thorkgalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02968837509464625661noreply@blogger.com