tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945492411536223500.post7656752020722030659..comments2011-03-14T08:50:20.985-07:00Comments on 2nd edition: Trying to stream...Everyone's crazy...http://www.blogger.com/profile/05861836167419215386noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945492411536223500.post-21720354099516602032007-01-17T04:39:00.000-08:002007-01-17T04:39:00.000-08:00I believe your sister knew how much you loved her,...I believe your sister knew how much you loved her, and, if she could have, would have said you did "more than good enough." You love her deeply and without restraint, what could be better? <br><br>With dealing with my nephew's death, the anger I felt made me realize how little I really trusted God. It made me doubt my own faith. But at the end of it? He was still there, waiting for me to just curl up in HIS lap and cry a while. Today, Camden would be turning 4. But hey, a birthday party in Heaven must be amazing, so I'm glad he's there.Chellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02640506837259918157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945492411536223500.post-9832953371007054392007-01-19T17:07:00.000-08:002007-01-19T17:07:00.000-08:00Isn't it weird to remember things that bug you...Isn't it weird to remember things that bug you? My mom lost her sister 4 years ago and is irritated when people remember her as perfect. "She was my sister--she WASN'T perfect!" There are people who would think this is terrible, but I think it is rather healthy. Don't think otherwise. <br><br>Glad you can share here. Your writing really will be helpful. And those of us who can admit to our own darkness truly do try to understand.<br><br>Wet shirts? Not from the wetter? Better throw 'em in the dry-er.Lisa (the girls' moma)noreply@blogger.com