tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785733064682096737.post7166061161184569946..comments2023-07-01T09:50:51.453-04:00Comments on pieces of me...: A different kind of love storyHeatherVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11160848024423305349noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785733064682096737.post-32318596878842928472013-02-16T09:26:41.647-05:002013-02-16T09:26:41.647-05:00You are an angel on earth my friend. You mean so m...You are an angel on earth my friend. You mean so much to me! Thank you for all you do!Katienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785733064682096737.post-26755251096442311692013-02-14T20:06:45.390-05:002013-02-14T20:06:45.390-05:00Lovely!Lovely!Gillianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07966835293612289854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785733064682096737.post-2802520084480596112013-02-14T11:26:05.475-05:002013-02-14T11:26:05.475-05:00This is such a touching post, Heather. One of the ...This is such a touching post, Heather. One of the items I wrote on my recent Mondo list was I wished my parents were young and healthy again. I think you found a wonderful way to uplift your spirit by doing all of those acts of kindness. Its amazing how when someone does one simple act of kindness, how it is so easy to remember back on it and smile. I still have the card you mailed me after I separated from my ex on my dresser and I still have the tag you mailed me (like the one pictured above) at my work to look at every day. You rock at acts of kindness!! Thank you!Carriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07646332034591536363noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785733064682096737.post-3193759306478075002013-02-14T09:32:16.815-05:002013-02-14T09:32:16.815-05:00Oh Heather, this might be one of my favorite posts...Oh Heather, this might be one of my favorite posts from you. Having lived away from family my entire adult life, I know the feeling of holidays without family. Not in the same way you feel it, but certainly Thanksgiving in California my first year at college was a hard one.<br /><br />Driving back from Charlotte that day I went to see Irene, the entire drive home all I could think about was how my friends have become my family over the years and they are the ones to hold me during this difficult time. LauraChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14322568136833382134noreply@blogger.com