tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120228793971123668.post483578309923665754..comments2023-09-18T04:31:33.825-05:00Comments on Que Sarah Sarah: GoodbyeAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10975021445247888037noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120228793971123668.post-80785307920500641402010-01-10T06:37:07.023-06:002010-01-10T06:37:07.023-06:00That was such a lovely post. I have written simil...That was such a lovely post. I have written similar posts about my Grandmother, fortunately she is still around to read and comment on them, I cannot imagine what it would be like if she wasn't. Grandmothers are the most precious thing in the world...thanks for sharing your thoughts on yours.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120228793971123668.post-21442890247091293012009-03-04T17:50:00.000-06:002009-03-04T17:50:00.000-06:00Hi Sarah. Just came across the pond for a visit, v...Hi Sarah. Just came across the pond for a visit, via Retired and Crazy. Enjoyed the posts very much and I have a special empathy with your story of Grandmother. Reminds me of some of my elderly patients. Wrote recently about some of them and a wonderful funeral. I'll be back. Best wishes<BR/>EddieEddie Bluelightshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18069024660422117718noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120228793971123668.post-72776551857321322602009-03-03T16:02:00.000-06:002009-03-03T16:02:00.000-06:00That was a lovely post. My grandmother died in 200...That was a lovely post. My grandmother died in 2000 and I spent the next year buying cards only to remember too late that she wasn't there to send them to.Janethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02190489990653412687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120228793971123668.post-55168745320827615732009-03-02T09:27:00.000-06:002009-03-02T09:27:00.000-06:00"She was a woman to be admired. A person who exude..."She was a woman to be admired. A person who exuded grace, even in the midst of prejudice, injustice and loss."<BR/><BR/>How is it that we've been so lucky to know women this wonderful? Mine was maybe not quite so graceful, but her bosom ample for the fall of a young cheek. Let's hold them near, k?Woman in a Windowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14747858840088922077noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120228793971123668.post-30113440376507700362009-03-02T09:04:00.000-06:002009-03-02T09:04:00.000-06:00Such a lovely tribute to your grandma. Many of my ...Such a lovely tribute to your grandma. Many of my memories are around scents too. It's funny how a certain smell can transport you back to a different time and place.Tillybudhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06412855969559000490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120228793971123668.post-15438233750395156452009-02-28T14:01:00.000-06:002009-02-28T14:01:00.000-06:00Sarah, you made me cry. Your grandma is really mi...Sarah, you made me cry. Your grandma is really missed. Your dad and I do the same -talking about her and wishing she was still around, "threatening" us with a cane mark. She was and is a special person. Then we're laughing because then we think she may be looking down on us with a lightening bolt in her hand and saying to Jesus, "Oh please, I never used the cane. Let me do this!"<BR/><BR/> A lot of the things that I try to carry on came from her. She was my inspiration in a lot of things. <BR/> <BR/>From one Grandma Kennedy to the next Grandma Kennedy - she would have loved to see her family now!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120228793971123668.post-68737791037618608732009-02-28T10:59:00.000-06:002009-02-28T10:59:00.000-06:00What a beautiful tribute! I loved this post...DWhat a beautiful tribute! <BR/><BR/>I loved this post...DRiverPoethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01846730934649303857noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120228793971123668.post-62875360124000676172009-02-28T09:34:00.000-06:002009-02-28T09:34:00.000-06:00What lovely memories of a much loved Grandma. I am...What lovely memories of a much loved Grandma. I am sure she would be so proud you had posted this to her memory.<BR/>I hardly knew my grandparents, 3 died before I was born and my last Granddad was ostracised by my Mum because he drank to excess.. but my brother and I used to sneak round to see him when we were visiting other relatives. He used to brew us a cup of tea in the only cup he had in the house and we would all share it.<BR/>Love GrannyMarian Deanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06765534146844251398noreply@blogger.com