tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3876782156608364423.post1268919073329931817..comments2022-10-22T16:19:02.374-04:00Comments on Soaring and Stillness: Life with the Chickadees: LeftoversShannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03742928359599504806noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3876782156608364423.post-11615242631810955352010-08-27T18:40:26.684-04:002010-08-27T18:40:26.684-04:00Big lump in my throat. Love you more.Big lump in my throat. Love you more.Shannonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03742928359599504806noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3876782156608364423.post-83719796632068215692010-08-14T21:11:07.309-04:002010-08-14T21:11:07.309-04:00Sweet girl.
First, you're not weird because ...Sweet girl. <br /><br />First, you're not weird because I also think things usually taste best the second day :) [although I'm not sure what meat pie is... That doesn't sound right.]<br /><br />You are so right that it's about what we do, but know that doesn't always mean physical. When you are tired and icky and day-old-bread-needing-to-rest, it can sometimes mean how we do the resting. How we smile and love and give our hearts when we can't give with our bodies. <br /><br />And you, sister, give your all even when you feel like you have nothing left. I'm proud of you. Always.Gitz 'n Johttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13827576212732423982noreply@blogger.com