tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819268173108839916.post6739159721526949328..comments2023-10-17T07:55:18.782-07:00Comments on Band of Brothers: My Private Memorial DayUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819268173108839916.post-68411184604848906922009-07-03T20:57:12.703-07:002009-07-03T20:57:12.703-07:00I loved every second of this, dearest. Thank you!I loved every second of this, dearest. Thank you!Abbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03973736107472396459noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819268173108839916.post-59215237794202569712009-07-03T20:57:06.639-07:002009-07-03T20:57:06.639-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Abbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03973736107472396459noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819268173108839916.post-58666119899118223952009-06-26T09:02:31.568-07:002009-06-26T09:02:31.568-07:00That was so lovely, I used to visit her grave quit...That was so lovely, I used to visit her grave quite regularly when I would go for walks. I did that all the way through high school actually. Because Sarah was my age, when she passed it hit me kinda hard. A kid, just like me... dying...It caused much thought. Plus I had thought that she was really cool too. For years I always missed her at the reunions because it was kinda lonely being the only girl my age... sometimes.Jewelshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16178429200817294558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819268173108839916.post-52112246853549720032009-06-06T21:37:55.943-07:002009-06-06T21:37:55.943-07:00Wow....that touched me deeply. When I come by and...Wow....that touched me deeply. When I come by and read things like this I actually get angry with myself for not taking more time to read others blogs. Life just gets so busy and just keeping mine semi-updated is about all I can do anymore. I think this post will change all that! Thank you...Jodihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11872904214528321153noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819268173108839916.post-42180639991547269502009-05-29T03:44:47.866-07:002009-05-29T03:44:47.866-07:00I remember her hiding in the closet on the top she...I remember her hiding in the closet on the top shelf, and the picture she drew on the wall under the phone in the kitchen.<br /><br />Her death changed my life, a bitter sweet reality. She certainly took one for the team. And all that knew her, are better for it.<br /><br />Beautifully written, Missy, as always.Kimberlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09004459240893661986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819268173108839916.post-58059183135201358832009-05-28T07:55:49.451-07:002009-05-28T07:55:49.451-07:00Beautifully written.Beautifully written.fivekidsandsomechocolatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04790681781008402365noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819268173108839916.post-26764782043688914812009-05-27T22:07:17.478-07:002009-05-27T22:07:17.478-07:00Beautiful thoughts, your writing takes me there wi...Beautiful thoughts, your writing takes me there with you.Kimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14066153906104858617noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819268173108839916.post-49704526931286604692009-05-27T20:23:42.705-07:002009-05-27T20:23:42.705-07:00That was so sweet. Thanks for posting. I didn't re...That was so sweet. Thanks for posting. I didn't remember you had a sister that passed away. Memorial day is a great day to remember our loved ones that have passed on.Michelle Stotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13642173271990051970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819268173108839916.post-67914624780913356732009-05-27T10:28:27.357-07:002009-05-27T10:28:27.357-07:00What beautiful thoughts. Thank you for sharing th...What beautiful thoughts. Thank you for sharing them.MamaBirdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04676493838783227640noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819268173108839916.post-70569844303802955482009-05-27T09:25:18.024-07:002009-05-27T09:25:18.024-07:00I'm glad you had such a great experience. It i...I'm glad you had such a great experience. It is still hard for me to go to my parents & bro. & sis. I need to thing of the good times, not just that their gone. This was a great post, I really enjoyed reading it. Thanks for sharing!The Bloxham Bunchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14156736956053962320noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819268173108839916.post-4302174186649449822009-05-27T08:45:44.879-07:002009-05-27T08:45:44.879-07:00Just the other day I was talking to the kids about...Just the other day I was talking to the kids about her. I love how they act as though they know her through my stories. They busted up during the story of how she rescued Jason Thomas. They thought it was so cute when I told them about how she would run around the table every night when she was done with dinner. I tell them everything I can remember, which only seems like a few pieces now. They are so excited to play with her someday.<br /><br />I know that without her leaving, I would never have felt that "little sister" hole, and I would never have gathered around me all the sweet little sisters as I have ever since. She really did make all of us, didn't she?Home of the Muddy Kidshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01425966990001084512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819268173108839916.post-32645873596270046312009-05-27T07:09:02.175-07:002009-05-27T07:09:02.175-07:00What a lovely post.What a lovely post.Janahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01505982048644723257noreply@blogger.com