tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2184571205434660863.post8119198083898667940..comments2024-03-26T08:55:43.208-07:00Comments on Two Little Square Black Dogs: Cactus Garden at The Desert Museumangryparsniphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236094827257446781noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2184571205434660863.post-61268274592460964842009-06-06T21:17:58.932-07:002009-06-06T21:17:58.932-07:00Eryl. . .
how nice to have that dialogue, I have m...Eryl. . .<br />how nice to have that dialogue, I have memories that keep drifting in and out.<br /><br />debra. . .<br /><br />me too, I wish I could just sit down for a chat.angryparsniphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17236094827257446781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2184571205434660863.post-2516238202036550702009-06-06T15:21:09.341-07:002009-06-06T15:21:09.341-07:00I miss my mom (and my Dad), too. I'd love to a...I miss my mom (and my Dad), too. I'd love to ask her so many things...debrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17676300309029588465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2184571205434660863.post-61845513357368009412009-06-02T13:50:39.786-07:002009-06-02T13:50:39.786-07:00When my mum died I cried and cried but, actually, ...When my mum died I cried and cried but, actually, I have found I don't miss her because it feels like she's still here. I seem to have a constant dialogue buzzing in the background between the two of us which I can bring to the fore at anytime.<br /><br />Love the cactus garden!Erylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06008344023000459577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2184571205434660863.post-77759305491952581972009-06-01T15:40:00.560-07:002009-06-01T15:40:00.560-07:00PI...
No matter how old we are we miss our Mum'sPI...<br /><br />No matter how old we are we miss our Mum'sangryparsniphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17236094827257446781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2184571205434660863.post-70294959341775528982009-06-01T15:35:46.922-07:002009-06-01T15:35:46.922-07:00My mum's is on the 17th of June. Hardly a day goe...My mum's is on the 17th of June. Hardly a day goes by without me thinking of her and I often dream about her. May was beautiful this year and that was her name.Pathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01529798893653033970noreply@blogger.com