tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19108210.post4484301308241974315..comments2007-12-24T20:31:19.938-05:00Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15133620064728357184henro1962@yahoo.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19108210.post-86090912354543632582007-12-24T19:08:00.000-05:002007-12-24T19:08:00.000-05:00michael<BR/>I am thinking of you every second. I am here for you ................<BR/>love you, lisaLisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01209389633563177876noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19108210.post-53414143013963114372007-12-24T11:44:00.000-05:002007-12-24T11:44:00.000-05:00Michael, I'm grateful for reading your words, seeing your photos, learning from you.<BR/><BR/>Thanks.<BR/><BR/>FAYourFireAnthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03428838843235292696noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19108210.post-76431393012659040382007-12-24T11:40:00.000-05:002007-12-24T11:40:00.000-05:00Michael-<BR/>Been reading your blog for awhile. I'm thinking of what it was like the first time I jumped off the high dive at the pool. I really don't know what comes next. I hope it's exhilarating like flying free through the air - but I don't know. I do know that when my time comes to climb the ladder I also hope I'm conscious for the whole process. Your expression here is meaningful to me & I'll be sending you good wishes for working with the pain.<BR/>Take care,<BR/>RayRaynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19108210.post-51858771908100216982007-12-24T04:54:00.000-05:002007-12-24T04:54:00.000-05:00Your poem is so true. How much of our lives we spend fishing for things we don't really want.<BR/><BR/>I try to remind myself. When you are walking through hell. Keep Walking!Marie Rexnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19108210.post-18501093988933584652007-12-23T22:41:00.000-05:002007-12-23T22:41:00.000-05:00Yes, I will certainly continue to describe my experiences for as long as I'm able.<BR/><BR/>Fear is big impetus for me, but so is wanting to share.Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15133620064728357184noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19108210.post-50800922377318358472007-12-23T22:39:00.000-05:002007-12-23T22:39:00.000-05:00No worries it did end up publishing after all, looks like...<BR/>I wish I could say more, say something to take away your fear, not to mention my own fear.<BR/>Instead, I will simply say that my thoughts are very much with you.<BR/>Hope you will continue to keep us updated on your thoughts.<BR/><BR/><BR/>Aarongnizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18043750358888135458noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19108210.post-18015053600481494352007-12-23T22:27:00.000-05:002007-12-23T22:27:00.000-05:00P.S. I meant "Gniz"Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15133620064728357184noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19108210.post-74246959415908457542007-12-23T22:26:00.000-05:002007-12-23T22:26:00.000-05:00Hi Ginz/Aaron,<BR/><BR/>I accidentally deleted your comment on my last post. I'm very thankful for your kind words, wishing me well and so on.<BR/><BR/>The publish/reject buttons are too damned close to each other!Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15133620064728357184noreply@blogger.com