tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17626032.post9055049508566910736..comments2024-03-20T01:12:06.791-07:00Comments on Snickollet: MemoriesSnickollethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14123630374052898460noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17626032.post-58650876837304809342008-08-05T07:45:00.000-07:002008-08-05T07:45:00.000-07:00Wishing you all the best with your journey. Emily ...Wishing you all the best with your journey. Emily was two and a half and William eleven months old when their mother died from breast cancer. She was diagnosed whilst five months pregnant.<BR/><BR/>It was a desperately hard time, and I feel for your struggle now. <BR/><BR/>All I can say is that there's a future out there for you. And it's coming. Spirits up.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17626032.post-66384020891305495262008-08-01T07:16:00.000-07:002008-08-01T07:16:00.000-07:00Hi, Snick! I've been reading your blog for a while...Hi, Snick! I've been reading your blog for a while and figured I'd post now when I wasn't too intimidated by the loads of comments. Just wanted you to know I admire your courage and your heart for your children. I am sure they will cherish the memories of their dad--whether the memories are real or ones you gave them. Thanks for sharing. You constantly remind me to hug my husband one more time.Kristenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06755482960989491927noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17626032.post-26097068159762736622008-07-31T18:35:00.000-07:002008-07-31T18:35:00.000-07:00My grandfather dies when I was pretty young. Not s...My grandfather dies when I was pretty young. Not so young I don't remember him, maybe when I was 8 or so. But since he was in the airforce and dad was in the navy we were never close enough to visit without a lot of planning.<BR/><BR/>I have seen many pictures of him. I heard many stories of him after he died. Apparently I was his favorite. At this point I am not sure if what fills my thoughtmlghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00713687653466256693noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17626032.post-90235768013310385532008-07-31T18:07:00.000-07:002008-07-31T18:07:00.000-07:00I love how you're handling having John as part of ...I love how you're handling having John as part of life and not just left behind by death. Really beautiful post.OTRgirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12433339525588500502noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17626032.post-5857144034255099602008-07-31T10:17:00.000-07:002008-07-31T10:17:00.000-07:00If you think about the choices we make as parents ...If you think about the choices we make as parents (and have for generations & generations), we definitely structure our lives and treat our children as though even their very earliest moments are memory-worthy. We cuddle them close, we give them kisses, we sing them songs, from the moment that they're born. Do I remember being cuddled when I was 1 day old, or 1 month, or 9 months? NopeAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17626032.post-14659772607211463852008-07-31T07:50:00.000-07:002008-07-31T07:50:00.000-07:00Beautiful post, Snick. You are doing all you can t...Beautiful post, Snick. You are doing all you can to keep the memory of John alive. Bravo.Christinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06784439635697216521noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17626032.post-43162484056662759262008-07-31T07:04:00.000-07:002008-07-31T07:04:00.000-07:00Beautiful!How you have a way of writing it!I'm sit...Beautiful!<BR/>How you have a way of writing it!<BR/>I'm sitting at my desk at work w/tears in my eyes!<BR/>Huggs!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17626032.post-61310818832208631962008-07-30T19:20:00.000-07:002008-07-30T19:20:00.000-07:00Big sigh...My stepson Myles was only 18 months old...Big sigh...<BR/><BR/>My stepson Myles was only 18 months old when his Mum died and he says he "remembers" her. My partner isn't too sure whether he really does remember her or he is remembering through conversations, photographs and other people's memories. Whatever his memories really are, I'm so glad that he has them, it's so important for him. We often talk about his Kerriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12804791418164361209noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17626032.post-61259627395173617442008-07-30T15:21:00.000-07:002008-07-30T15:21:00.000-07:00Oh, what a lovely post that is, Snick. Are you ar...Oh, what a lovely post that is, Snick. Are you archiving these for both you and the kids later? You are a wonderful writer; so much you have to share is so touching and honest, making lasting memories for your kids. It doesn't even come close to having their dad here with them now, but you keep him alive for them in so many ways. Your mothering is such a gift for them.Karynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00064133572478217155noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17626032.post-82466325033340826742008-07-30T13:07:00.000-07:002008-07-30T13:07:00.000-07:00Lovely post. I know about slipping memories. It mu...Lovely post. I know about slipping memories. It must be so hard to watch the kids grow up and to know that as they are getting bigger they are likely to let go of whatever they do remember. But the love you transmit, from and for him-- I think they get it, and I think they will continue to get it. It would be hard not to, living with you and all.Juliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09745262857388007041noreply@blogger.com