tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7592331569354682597.post2042470907486323825..comments2023-04-03T01:11:53.140-07:00Comments on Grace.Gets.Greater: What Goes Up...Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04288135103187231342noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7592331569354682597.post-67825968584071717932009-03-07T19:57:00.001-08:002009-03-07T19:57:00.001-08:00I don't remember how I first happened upon your bl...I don't remember how I first happened upon your blog, but I've been reading it regularly for a few weeks. Sometimes I think we are kindred spirits! Although I am married, I didn't get married until I was 33. Some of the things you say about being single are so familiar! You are a great writer and I particularly liked this blog entry! Keep it up!Jackiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01471812330344754688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7592331569354682597.post-73417525588642748482009-03-06T20:45:00.000-08:002009-03-06T20:45:00.000-08:00Wow, at first I thought you were describing me. I ...Wow, at first I thought you were describing me. I have great hair and an adoring husband. Although, not so much on the money to blow, and perfect boobs? I'm pretty sure that's a scientific impossibility if you've ever breast fed. <BR/><BR/>Just kidding. I love you and I can't wait to see you!Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00480792295849688088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7592331569354682597.post-86241054869116657712009-03-06T20:02:00.000-08:002009-03-06T20:02:00.000-08:00Before I fly away, let me leave you one last thing...Before I fly away, let me leave you one last thing to remember:<BR/><BR/>I used to be 'that guy who sat on the couch'. I remember listening to how terrible life was treating you sometimes. You were worried about your career, your finances, and anything else you had little control over.<BR/><BR/>It's funny, because when you talked about how weak you were sometimes, the only thing I could think was how I wish I had a tenth of your strength. <BR/><BR/>NEVER...EVER...feel that God has put more on your plate than you can handle. You have come through so much, and still came out beautifully...and beautiful. <BR/><BR/>And with that, I'm gone. Thanks for everything, legs.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com