tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156334464585894857.post4088165912110045966..comments2023-10-25T05:30:54.507-04:00Comments on Oh Get A Grip!: My FaveAshe Barkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03390519279886657608noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156334464585894857.post-7308086204754056792015-10-11T18:35:13.678-04:002015-10-11T18:35:13.678-04:00Aww.Aww.Jean Robertahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08805088081675965859noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156334464585894857.post-2663540641735112722015-10-08T02:33:31.448-04:002015-10-08T02:33:31.448-04:00Beautiful post, Daddy. Lifelong love stories like ...Beautiful post, Daddy. Lifelong love stories like yours are incredible and awesome. I also love the messiness of how you two got together, and in many of your stories about later years. There's such sweetness in the way stability can sometimes rise from chaos. Cheers to you both!Annabeth Leonghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07455191827664110878noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156334464585894857.post-72907370228843691332015-10-07T23:41:48.305-04:002015-10-07T23:41:48.305-04:0050+ years? I feel so young...and out-classed, hav...50+ years? I feel so young...and out-classed, having "only" been married for 31 and together for almost 34. More power to you for having been able to support each other through everything that life has thrown your way. There's an old Polish song that gets sung at birthdays: Stolat. Roughly translated, it means may you life to be 100 years and always be as happy as today. May you and Momma continue to nurture each other for many more years!Fiona McGierhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13495707848048468428noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156334464585894857.post-86478048989802655692015-10-07T22:45:04.009-04:002015-10-07T22:45:04.009-04:00I've always considered myself a lucky guy. Jus...I've always considered myself a lucky guy. Just the odds of my getting a liver transplant were overwhelming. Of course, you have to open yourself up to receive the good luck. One of the conditions for receiving an organ is having a good support system. Another reason my well being depends on Momma.Daddy Xhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12927663248424944119noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156334464585894857.post-72862682080280570912015-10-07T20:18:29.194-04:002015-10-07T20:18:29.194-04:00Good luck requires knowing a great thing when you ...Good luck requires knowing a great thing when you see it, and going for it full tilt. You have a rare talent for focusing on what's most important to you, and making it work. What could be a greater superpower than that?Sacchi Greenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10801164916418570059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156334464585894857.post-48493932597755524102015-10-07T00:22:42.380-04:002015-10-07T00:22:42.380-04:00Wonderful story, Daddy!
Funny how even the bad s...Wonderful story, Daddy! <br /><br />Funny how even the bad stuff, like a concussion, can turn out to have positive consequences. For instance, I probably never would have married my DH if my mom hadn't been dying of leukemia. We were living across the country from one another, but I spent more than a month on the east coast during mom's final illness, and that gave us the chance to get to know each other. Plus it let me see what a loving and supportive guy he was. He hates churches, but I didn't know that when he sat next to me at my mother's funeral and held my hand.<br /><br />I wish you and Momma many more happy years together.Lisabet Saraihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05162514190572269660noreply@blogger.com