tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2230384076641171546.post1146534745331566027..comments2023-06-21T02:53:31.158-05:00Comments on finally Mom: being an adult sucks ass sometimes.christinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02983259980848913151noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2230384076641171546.post-17961491760841382732013-06-04T14:25:21.265-05:002013-06-04T14:25:21.265-05:00I was at my Mum´s grave last Wednesday - and forgo...I was at my Mum´s grave last Wednesday - and forgot flowers. It´s sad, but more important is we visit, right? Over here no one removes flowers, but the relative himself.<br />Yes, it´s hard to the the date, it´s even more real and sad then.<br />"Ruhet in Frieden", that is a bit comforting, no?<br />Hugs to you...Iris Flaviahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11147576380055530230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2230384076641171546.post-40296741552586829502013-05-30T09:07:29.557-05:002013-05-30T09:07:29.557-05:00My heart is in pieces for you right now and I am s...My heart is in pieces for you right now and I am sending you so many hugs...Urban Flowerpothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14914645950063787844noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2230384076641171546.post-28730890136911119842013-05-29T13:47:56.177-05:002013-05-29T13:47:56.177-05:00Big, big hugs.Big, big hugs.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00064428624559728495noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2230384076641171546.post-66183865508094217472013-05-29T11:31:25.359-05:002013-05-29T11:31:25.359-05:00Ouch. (Hugs)Ouch. (Hugs)Jennifer Hallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06543609958581052245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2230384076641171546.post-61473062822497452932013-05-29T11:23:30.968-05:002013-05-29T11:23:30.968-05:00It really sinks in when you see it in stone.
I do...It really sinks in when you see it in stone.<br /><br />I don't visit the cemetary. I've been there a couple times. That's not how I feel her, that's not how I remember her. The urn with her ashes isn't her. It's just a placemarker. She is in my heart, and I don't need a stone for that.<br /><br />I love you.Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11951450125522793011noreply@blogger.com