tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11908898.post6283864211149106888..comments2023-08-20T03:47:02.872-04:00Comments on Surreptitiously facetious.: EndingsErinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11405440048938532631noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11908898.post-73849269497515033692007-02-28T15:29:00.000-05:002007-02-28T15:29:00.000-05:00Wow, that took me back to leaner years. I think mo...Wow, that took me back to leaner years. I think most of us had them. It's strange to think about how different we were then, but how much the same we are still. Heather was (and is) my Janelle and it makes me teary to think about the good times shared and the pure silliness of it all. Glad you got to take a moment there with her and feel the goodbye.Hollihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08603846464885694126noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11908898.post-6229645483340767812007-02-28T12:47:00.000-05:002007-02-28T12:47:00.000-05:00That got me teary.That got me teary.Darahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13369742184336881390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11908898.post-59660764689946627742007-02-28T11:16:00.000-05:002007-02-28T11:16:00.000-05:00Very nice. And I loved the paragraph about learni...Very nice. And I loved the paragraph about learning and being able to talk to God. Brings back memories of my first place, an efficiency they called it, where I had a threadbare love seat and a telephone wire wooden spool for coffee table. I was so poor I used to steal toilet paper off the roll at the grocery store bathroom.<BR/><BR/>And I had to laugh, cuz' I once came home after a night out Miahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04960617637819340725noreply@blogger.com