tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156334464585894857.post3079617221798302266..comments2023-10-25T05:30:54.507-04:00Comments on Oh Get A Grip!: Comfort eases the pain of lossAshe Barkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03390519279886657608noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156334464585894857.post-57660288017641316092014-03-14T04:57:24.935-04:002014-03-14T04:57:24.935-04:00Desiree, I remember when your husband died. Claire...Desiree, I remember when your husband died. Claire announced it to the TB authors list. I didn't know you then, really - that was before we met in L.A. - but I felt a stab of sympathetic pain as I imagined what it would feel like to lose my life companion. <br /><br />You've turned that tragedy into a blessing, for all your readers. You should be proud.Lisabet Saraihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05162514190572269660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156334464585894857.post-64129467542134790332014-03-13T11:59:19.632-04:002014-03-13T11:59:19.632-04:00What everyone else said. What a wonderful way to c...What everyone else said. What a wonderful way to console yourself and pay tribute to your husband. Maybe he knows what you're writing!Jean Robertahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08805088081675965859noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156334464585894857.post-54492309415315460202014-03-12T17:26:18.043-04:002014-03-12T17:26:18.043-04:00Thanks so much for this post, Desiree. It brings t...Thanks so much for this post, Desiree. It brings tears to my eyes to read what you say about putting a little of him in every one of your stories. What a wonderful tribute to him. Annabeth Leonghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07455191827664110878noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156334464585894857.post-41131483115856906822014-03-11T17:28:42.283-04:002014-03-11T17:28:42.283-04:00There isn't a day goes by that I don't tel...There isn't a day goes by that I don't tell my husband of 30 years that I love him, and he's the same way. Life is such a brief interlude after and before the "sleep" of inchoate existence (or non-existence). We need to enjoy each other while we can. The only immortality we can be SURE of is being remembered. Your husband is still alive in the memories of his family, and I'm sure in your dreams. And putting him into your heroes is such a tribute to what you felt for each other. No wonder you fall in love with each hero you write...they're all the same man..,the one you love!<br /><br />Thanks for sharing your feelings...and may you continue to find the comfort you seek.Fiona McGierhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13495707848048468428noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156334464585894857.post-91965291569075704272014-03-11T10:46:56.763-04:002014-03-11T10:46:56.763-04:00A beautiful post, Desiree.
Pretty much everybody...A beautiful post, Desiree. <br /><br />Pretty much everybody here knows I too am in a long-time relationship. Momma and I will have been married fifty years later this year, (we met in high school) and I'm turning 70. I don't know what I'd do on my own. Probably fall apart.Daddy Xhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12927663248424944119noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156334464585894857.post-58190374982853799852014-03-11T00:21:59.184-04:002014-03-11T00:21:59.184-04:00What a lovely remembrance, Desiree. Thank you for ...What a lovely remembrance, Desiree. Thank you for sharing with us.Sacchi Greenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10801164916418570059noreply@blogger.com