tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16634800.post8191006749371651186..comments2024-03-11T06:27:38.308-07:00Comments on AND SEW IT GOES: I see the moon and the moon sees meTerry Granthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16650965451863656517noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16634800.post-89829102887118392102010-08-25T12:14:24.626-07:002010-08-25T12:14:24.626-07:00Lovely, Terry.Lovely, Terry.Revalanihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15523121402264988240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16634800.post-82617220006771316242010-08-24T05:51:18.012-07:002010-08-24T05:51:18.012-07:00It is these special times that define a life, that...It is these special times that define a life, that provide the glue. Shared memory made new in the telling of story; shared benchmarks, crystallized as people come together to mark them; shared transitions, made smoother or more joyful as people come together as family or community.<br />Sad or happy times - it is always in the togetherness that they are lived fully, isn't it?<br />Thank you Terry.laurahttp://www.cater-woods.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16634800.post-75412980581339180672010-08-23T12:07:48.207-07:002010-08-23T12:07:48.207-07:00Remember the comments about the MOON in Moonstruck...Remember the comments about the MOON in Moonstruck? I loved that movie.<br />A perfect life; free and easy is always easy to see from someone else's perspective. <br />RuthHOA Mgr Ladyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07949018880623140075noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16634800.post-78484942320256543952010-08-23T09:41:03.957-07:002010-08-23T09:41:03.957-07:00Very nice, thanks for sharing.Very nice, thanks for sharing.Carlahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00140738523399836125noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16634800.post-7350911370704864642010-08-22T22:00:09.452-07:002010-08-22T22:00:09.452-07:00We had a day that we saved. We pulled it out over ...We had a day that we saved. We pulled it out over the years and enjoyed it by remembering. We called it our Golden Day.<br />I just realized, when I read your beautiful post tonight, that you really can cut them out of a calendar and tuck them away.<br />I still have that Golden Day even though everyone I was with that day (except my youngest son) is gone now.<br />Thank you, Terry.Christine Threshhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07472999420963274439noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16634800.post-51163379133310830342010-08-22T20:01:30.570-07:002010-08-22T20:01:30.570-07:00Oh lovely. And lovely that you have a blog to both...Oh lovely. And lovely that you have a blog to both capture the feelings and share them with us. That snuggly baby sense -- it's enough to make me miss children -- at least when they are still baby-smelling...Junehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00325386238844997236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16634800.post-85605286356045188192010-08-22T16:54:40.305-07:002010-08-22T16:54:40.305-07:00Fabulous moon! and I hope you will sing that song ...Fabulous moon! and I hope you will sing that song to your new grandson. My granddaughter loves it and now, at 5, sings it to me.Jenny Williamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15360422513233314659noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16634800.post-45064081270314424572010-08-22T16:36:22.010-07:002010-08-22T16:36:22.010-07:00Yes, hold on, hold on tight! I always sang that so...Yes, hold on, hold on tight! I always sang that song to my children before bedtime, just as my mother sang it to me:<br /><br />I see the moon, the moon sees me<br />Shining down through the big oak tree<br />Please let the moon that shines on me<br />Shine on the one that I loveSusan Brubaker Knapphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16490050360258082767noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16634800.post-8676842928105717852010-08-22T15:12:29.685-07:002010-08-22T15:12:29.685-07:00Oh that moon, it made me pause last night when I g...Oh that moon, it made me pause last night when I got up to close the shutters.....something about the moon and it marking those special days....I still remember the moon the morning we took my mom to the hospital when she died, and the moon late in the afternoon of the day she died....not the celebration your moon is but they were magical and I still remember them 17 years later as if they were just last month.Jerihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00583785380523833479noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16634800.post-19281064087713883242010-08-22T14:36:01.756-07:002010-08-22T14:36:01.756-07:00Nice!Nice!Gerriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06292762162661584206noreply@blogger.com