tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-599916716484903312.post7284687562339359034..comments2023-04-29T01:26:20.759-07:00Comments on My Musings: Day 10Chelle-Bellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09117183701594944508noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-599916716484903312.post-74002075829407441392009-01-18T17:44:00.000-08:002009-01-18T17:44:00.000-08:00So sorry for your tears, friend.I want something l...So sorry for your tears, friend.<BR/><BR/>I want something like that, too. I'll never forget years ago at my grandpa's funeral I wore bright orange. I was embarrased at the time because that was all I could find when shopping with my mom. It was a summer dress and it ended up being a cold and cloudy day. Being that I was only 14, I don't think anyone minded. Who knows, maybe I added some brightness to a sad day.<BR/><BR/>*Hugs*Lunahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08284738955789123035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-599916716484903312.post-72388595928996747702009-01-16T08:49:00.000-08:002009-01-16T08:49:00.000-08:00I know it had to have been so sad. I just hurt fo...I know it had to have been so sad. I just hurt for the family. <BR/><BR/>And I'm with you. I just want people to remember the fun things about me and while I hope they're sad that I'm gone, I hope they can be happy that we'll see each other again.Janhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11202696798578375758noreply@blogger.com