tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006953.post112498234844179467..comments2024-03-13T12:44:53.437-05:00Comments on If You Read Only One Blog This Year: When two become oneBonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10096591352278195759noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006953.post-88072207455274042122007-05-17T13:53:00.000-05:002007-05-17T13:53:00.000-05:00So, two years have nearly passed since this post. ...So, two years have nearly passed since this post. You are a storyteller, Bone. My husband and I are in our 33rd year of marriage. I cannot imagine life without him. We spend a lot of time together and know each other well. . . Your last four sentences: you are right about the first two, I think, and the second two are both heart warming and sad. I just hope my husband and I would be able to hold on to enough of each other to feel like a teeny bit more than half, but. . . .Marcia (MeeAugraphie)https://www.blogger.com/profile/00656288704821106002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006953.post-1125330268855286252005-08-29T10:44:00.000-05:002005-08-29T10:44:00.000-05:00Thank you all! As I've said before, you have no i...Thank you all! As I've said before, you have no idea how much your comments and feedback mean.Bonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10096591352278195759noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006953.post-1125252020470753552005-08-28T13:00:00.000-05:002005-08-28T13:00:00.000-05:00You did it again. Left me struggling for words; t...You did it again. Left me struggling for words; too beautiful<BR/><BR/>I think that older people usually understand. Just want to pass on whatever stories they can while they can, but I bet (or hope) that he's standing at Mrs. Clark's shoulderAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006953.post-1125110674413263442005-08-26T21:44:00.000-05:002005-08-26T21:44:00.000-05:00What a great story. Very tender and shows what a ...What a great story. Very tender and shows what a great heart you have.Nichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06559149506126040177noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006953.post-1125061276611034382005-08-26T08:01:00.000-05:002005-08-26T08:01:00.000-05:00Lovely story, beautifully stated. I emphasize wit...Lovely story, beautifully stated. I emphasize with your feelings about your Mr. Clark - I think we all have someone in our lives (or had them in our lives) and loved knowing them because being around them, they brought out the good in you and others. Why do we forget the lessons we learn? Why do we know we should visit more with people rather than hurry home to the tv and computer? Because we're selfish people. I try to be better - but I fall in my bad ways because it's the easy thing to do. An object at rest tends to stay at rest. Your story is an outside force for me- hopefully will kick my butt in gear to get out and visit with others more. <BR/><BR/>Thank you for sharing, Bone. I can't eloquently put into words how your stories like this affect me. Well, I'll say this, the kleenix box here at work was found and used (if I couldn't find it, I would have had to given in and used toilet paper on my nose). I don't mind crying - but I do mind it if I don't have soft tissue. :-) <BR/><BR/>Have a great day!Cindyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00150067289957912243noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006953.post-1125053677710404822005-08-26T05:54:00.000-05:002005-08-26T05:54:00.000-05:00Very touching. Made me think of my beloved grandpa...Very touching. Made me think of my beloved grandparents who have also passed.cubehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13788126579896276199noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006953.post-1125053452324701882005-08-26T05:50:00.000-05:002005-08-26T05:50:00.000-05:00I think Mr. Clark was there to see everyone gather...I think Mr. Clark was there to see everyone gather for his funeral and I'm sure he was pleased. And for as long as you continue to tell stories about him, his memory will always be alive.<BR/><BR/>I too think that those couples that have many years together whether they were deep loving years or not, when one goes, it is a devestating thing. I can't imagine knowing someone let alone living with someone for 40 or 50 years. And, at the rate I'm going, I don't think I'll have to worry about that!Carnealianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04438541010027037499noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006953.post-1125030417685793292005-08-25T23:26:00.000-05:002005-08-25T23:26:00.000-05:00Love this one. Thanks so much.Love this one. Thanks so much.Jeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00308407866919985173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006953.post-1125012917867867702005-08-25T18:35:00.000-05:002005-08-25T18:35:00.000-05:00That is a great story.And you have a wonderful way...That is a great story.<BR/><BR/>And you have a wonderful way of telling it.<BR/><BR/>Everyone should be blessed with a Mister Clark in thier life.<BR/><BR/>Thank you for the lovely storyAyannalihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02925012602713575591noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006953.post-1125012438190859962005-08-25T18:27:00.000-05:002005-08-25T18:27:00.000-05:00PS- Lass is completely correct. You do have an ama...PS- Lass is completely correct. You do have an amazing gift.hannahhashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03080930121511278237noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006953.post-1125012377046974942005-08-25T18:26:00.000-05:002005-08-25T18:26:00.000-05:00I sit here now covered in goose bumps, with tears ...I sit here now covered in goose bumps, with tears welling in my eyes. <BR/><BR/>Yet another amazing post, Bone.<BR/><BR/>Thank you.hannahhashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03080930121511278237noreply@blogger.com