tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371502481489121491.post5392296246717897661..comments2023-04-30T10:13:22.785+01:00Comments on Tara Finnegan Romance: Short Story The Long Road Non-erotic non spanking fictionAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05664433877029404270noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371502481489121491.post-51007528135888307732014-07-08T18:36:44.631+01:002014-07-08T18:36:44.631+01:00Thanks so much for your kind words, Megan.
What ...Thanks so much for your kind words, Megan. <br /><br />What a wonderful idea about the notebook, I wish we had thought of something like that when my mother passed away. <br />Lol, yes we do imagine what they would say if they were watching us. I always figure they would scold us something terrible for being so damn maudlin! Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05664433877029404270noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371502481489121491.post-27078128539133781152014-07-08T17:21:04.150+01:002014-07-08T17:21:04.150+01:00Tara that was so touching. I thought of all the fu...Tara that was so touching. I thought of all the funerals I've been too. My mother!s in particular. I imagined her doing this. Don't we all wonder at a funereal if they're watching. I have goose bumps talking about it. It will stick with me hir days I'm sure! <br /><br />One thing we did, that I got from a children's book--we had a composition notebook that we passed around and had people write their favorite memory of the departed. It is fun to see memories. It gives a glimpse into their past. <br /><br />What an awesome blog. Thanks got sharing your heart!! Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02124247913207352292noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371502481489121491.post-57813031476336330522014-07-08T15:07:26.880+01:002014-07-08T15:07:26.880+01:00Thanks, Casey.
I agree with you about the stories...Thanks, Casey. <br />I agree with you about the stories and the memories, it's amazong how much time is spent at a funeral laughing as well as crying, as old stories come to light. In many ways a funeral is such a celebration of a life, but often we're too grief stricken to appreciate it until after the event and we look back on it. <br />Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05664433877029404270noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371502481489121491.post-79618295460986554362014-07-08T13:15:55.488+01:002014-07-08T13:15:55.488+01:00I love the way you write, Tara. The pictures you p...I love the way you write, Tara. The pictures you painted of all of the mourners in their cars- I felt like I was there.<br /><br />I agree with Etta, the fishing story was my favorite and it is stories like that that are great memories.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09958878959625455361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371502481489121491.post-82301775952326449672014-07-08T10:16:19.081+01:002014-07-08T10:16:19.081+01:00Thank you Natasha.
I agree, death is just another ...Thank you Natasha.<br />I agree, death is just another aspect of life, and it is ok, (when it follows the natural order, ie the person passing has had a chance to live a life). We all face both being a mourner, and being mourned for. <br />It's funny you saying about not wanting to be buried in the Netherlands, that would historically have been a huge issue for Irish immigrants too. And yet, for some the grave is such a source of comfort, that the mourners don't want to think of not being able to visit it regularly - it's a focal point for memories. <br />I know, for me, a person doesn't live on in a spot in the ground, they live on in our hearts and minds, in the words we say, the thoughts we think, and the love we show others. Their soul somehow becomes mixed up in our soul, and that way life is eternal, as a little will filter to the next generation, and the next and so on. And then we meet again, on a better place, free form the constraints of our mortal bodies. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05664433877029404270noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371502481489121491.post-76652311277735587852014-07-08T07:25:05.876+01:002014-07-08T07:25:05.876+01:00Wow. I wasn't expecting that.
I do wonder ab...Wow. I wasn't expecting that. <br /><br />I do wonder about this part in quotes below- knowing only this side, I think aren't the ones left behind the ones who are suffering? "When we grieve, are we grieving for the person who has gone or are we grieving for our own loss?"<br /><br />I keep telling my husband that if he buries me in NL, I will haunt him! But what I want is to be put into the ground directly - no box and wrapped in linens (very Biblical). From the earth and back to the earth - it's comforting in a way. I think we have this disconnect and fear of death and that's not to say it doesn't scare me or I am not afraid to lose the ones I love, but in a way, it's ok (I'm talking about death when it's time to die at a very old age - not young and not accidentally). You know my father is ill and a part of me just knows he wants to go back to God. <br /><br />I'm totally not meaning to depress you - I think it's ok. I appreciate that you have the courage to write this although I have to disagree with Renee, I wouldn't call it sweet. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07220029273749305283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371502481489121491.post-65003449073086612892014-07-07T21:48:59.867+01:002014-07-07T21:48:59.867+01:00Aw, very sweet, Tara!Aw, very sweet, Tara!Renee Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01414212384941364401noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371502481489121491.post-71981403138928672302014-07-07T21:40:56.616+01:002014-07-07T21:40:56.616+01:00Thanks Etta, for both the kind words, and the trut...Thanks Etta, for both the kind words, and the truth about the font - Consider it gone!<br />Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05664433877029404270noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371502481489121491.post-84868349549555176332014-07-07T21:19:29.444+01:002014-07-07T21:19:29.444+01:00A beautiful piece of writing. Very touching and ve...A beautiful piece of writing. Very touching and very true. I especially like the grandson's fish story. It's memories that like that keep a person real long after they're still around.<br /><br />Just to let you know though, I really struggled to read it in this font. I ended up copying an pasting the story into word so I could read it something a bit less twiddly and headache-inducing.Etta Starkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03880282536473822445noreply@blogger.com