tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19387910.post115224686274539264..comments2023-12-30T09:38:31.646-08:00Comments on Encausticopolis: In Memorium-Sally WoolfDaniella Woolf http://www.blogger.com/profile/18160316037212292267noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19387910.post-1152773770818886942006-07-12T23:56:00.000-07:002006-07-12T23:56:00.000-07:00dotty - yer mom has the BEST inscription on her cy...dotty - yer mom has the BEST inscription on her cyypt! God bless her! How sweet that she looked like a little baby angel...i think, maybe, that's what she was.<BR/><BR/>beautiful post, I can feel your love and your pain of loss. hugs.<BR/><BR/>(PS my fav grandma is buried along with her husband and his TWO former wives. She wanted my dad to write "Just one of Robbie's Harem" on her stone but he never did. Maybe I will....)Taradharmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17665801586196931603noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19387910.post-1152429643409797362006-07-09T00:20:00.000-07:002006-07-09T00:20:00.000-07:00Such an adorable photo of you & your Mom! I can ...Such an adorable photo of you & your Mom! I can feel everything you're sharing about your love for her. That Mother-Daughter bond is so powerful. I'll remember your story always when my birthday rolls around on July 7th. I think it's so fortunate that you were with her while she made her final transition. It's an amazing experience. Thinking of you...Cyndy Goldmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07958996798772143194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19387910.post-1152373474331561772006-07-08T08:44:00.000-07:002006-07-08T08:44:00.000-07:00(0)A stone for her grave. She sounds like she was ...(0)<BR/>A stone for her grave. She sounds like she was a great mom, and I'm sure you're a lot like her. Beautiful tribute to her, Dotty.robin andreahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06386655587963143782noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19387910.post-1152332224441543432006-07-07T21:17:00.000-07:002006-07-07T21:17:00.000-07:00I love this story about your mom. You know the wa...I love this story about your mom. You know the way she passed through this life was like watching the beautiful, flickering and magical fireworks on the 4th of July. I've always loved watching the shimmering way they would light up the sky and then flicker out like bits of glitter floating and then disappearing. How appropriate that she left this life the day after the 4th of July. I feel like I knew her because I know you and it is strange because the one word that always comes to mind when I want to describe you is "Firecracker". You are indeed, your mom's daughter! love you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com