tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30345988.post7114962623067935652..comments2023-10-25T04:22:10.442-04:00Comments on Maine-ly Megin: Just AfterMeghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06938740393656667320noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30345988.post-14220375830206958702008-04-03T20:29:00.000-04:002008-04-03T20:29:00.000-04:00Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you and tha...Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you and thank you.<BR/><BR/>Anna- I never thought about what it would have been like if I weren't there- well, I guess I have- but not in the context of how I might have experienced his death differently. It's true, pain is pain and well, it hurts.<BR/><BR/>Stu- 10 years, 11 months and 17 days. But who is counting? I am not sure how my perspective has changed. Except for the kid thing. I *hate* that my children do not know him or he them. If someone told me that my ache would still be so persistent and so strong after all of this time, I would not have believed it.<BR/><BR/>From a writer's perspective, writing about my father flows faster than any other topic.Meghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06938740393656667320noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30345988.post-77445215982611775262008-04-03T14:46:00.000-04:002008-04-03T14:46:00.000-04:00How long has it been now? What's your perspective ...How long has it been now? What's your perspective like now?<BR/><BR/>Also, but less important, your writing is golden.Stuhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00291201381446319777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30345988.post-72813924677484978392008-04-02T21:37:00.000-04:002008-04-02T21:37:00.000-04:00I am sorry for your loss.I am sorry for your loss.InTheFastLanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09691830067979224059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30345988.post-9365085323979143912008-04-02T18:14:00.000-04:002008-04-02T18:14:00.000-04:00Ah, Meg,In my story I was the sister who was not t...Ah, Meg,<BR/><BR/>In my story I was the sister who was not there while the other five siblings were. I wanted to be there and I wanted not to be there. Pain is pain.Annahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15994953935577818611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30345988.post-22500626950444619882008-04-02T18:04:00.000-04:002008-04-02T18:04:00.000-04:00Our stories are so similar. But in mine, I chanted...Our stories are so similar. But in mine, I chanted the Hail Mary over and over.<BR/><BR/>I'm sorry. And I know.Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11342425698876916791noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30345988.post-49403812064387514922008-04-02T17:21:00.000-04:002008-04-02T17:21:00.000-04:00Oh dear. My heart goes out to you, and your famil...Oh dear. My heart goes out to you, and your family. I'm sorry i'm sorryMia Goddesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01678040478668445201noreply@blogger.com