tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35929795.post7666744661745665254..comments2023-11-03T04:24:25.227-04:00Comments on Don't blink!: home again home again jiggity jigkatyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17344546666806346254noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35929795.post-13332578801047167932007-03-29T21:47:00.000-04:002007-03-29T21:47:00.000-04:00Hi Katy! I loved the comment you left me. When I...Hi Katy! I loved the comment you left me. When I was a kid/teenager, my Mom would cook stuff I liked, or bring something home for me that was a complete surprise--but no hugs, few kisses and not too many "I love you's". When I was about 18, I decided to teach her to enjoy hugging. It took a while, but it worked. And then when I was older, it got so that whenever we were together, we had to be touching in some way. It was wonderful, and I was so happy that our relationship developed in that way. Always, though, always--I knew she was in my corner, no matter what! I'm the same as you--with the remainder of my family, kids, grandkids and even my close friends, I can't say "I love you" and love them up enough. We have too few years on this earth to be any other way, is how I see it.<BR/><BR/>Again, I'm so glad you and your honey had such a great weekend getaway. Any pix to share with me? How about the fur babies--they made it through the weekend with your boys :)? My friend's brother just got himself the most beautiful little (well, BIG little) 8-week-old Golden Retriever puppy. Man, between that puppy and your babies, the wheels in my mind are really going!<BR/><BR/>You know, Katy, it always makes me really happy when I see you've left me a comment. I like the things you say, and the way you say them; it's like you "get" me, ya know? Just so ya know you're appreciated!kim-dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11650811256788756378noreply@blogger.com