tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168522164825399504.post1827025796910680959..comments2023-11-03T04:30:02.184-05:00Comments on Aspiring Mom2three: Piggy Tales: 7th Grade: Painful goodbyes, wobbly beginnings, and church campAspiring Mom2threehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13823281380825825244noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168522164825399504.post-38773236413407437082010-08-09T00:14:38.798-05:002010-08-09T00:14:38.798-05:00I am so moved and blessed by your stories. Sounds ...I am so moved and blessed by your stories. Sounds like your father lost a very good woman.<br /><br />Oh I could see your story of Grandma passing. I have loved hearing about her in your story.<br /><br />Praise God you became a child of His and have been in love with Him ever since!Jannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06356948275526610098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168522164825399504.post-10224525435101384432010-08-06T07:19:29.278-05:002010-08-06T07:19:29.278-05:00I am so sorry about your grandmother...and yet it ...I am so sorry about your grandmother...and yet it puts within my heart what kind of grandmother I want to be. I loved horses at this age also...they were at my granddads farm.<br />The changing classes was a big deal for me also.<br />Band...I so remember others in band, so I heard these stories.<br />Enjoying your journeyJanettessage.blogspot.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01262598732466380229noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168522164825399504.post-47835402298484348452010-08-05T22:10:26.917-05:002010-08-05T22:10:26.917-05:00I am crying reading this story. Reading your expe...I am crying reading this story. Reading your experience was interesting. I appreciate your vivid memories!Glenda Piperhttp://www.piperparadise.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168522164825399504.post-65425032897952779282010-08-05T21:36:06.220-05:002010-08-05T21:36:06.220-05:00That is so cool that you got a colt. What a fun ex...That is so cool that you got a colt. What a fun experience. I'm sorry you had to lose your special grandmother so soon. That seems sad that you had to see her like that. Or did it help you have closure, knowing you dud everything you could? I'm glad you shared your conversion experience.Jennyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168522164825399504.post-4001178288767325422010-08-05T16:17:28.809-05:002010-08-05T16:17:28.809-05:00Alright, you made me cry. But I guess life isn'...Alright, you made me cry. But I guess life isn't always full of happy moments. Because of the note left by Crystal, which was very sweet, I skipped on over to read some her piggy tales stories as she shared stories about her relationship with her Grandmother also. These are important memories you are sharing with your family and friends! Kuddos! Did you ever get attacked by Grandma's mean goose? One time when I was going out the back door it came after me with it's wings spead out and flapping, squacking and trying to bite me. Grandma made the best home made apple pies in the world! To this day, when I smell apple pie, I think of her. She also made the best chicken fried steak, mashed potatoes and gravy! BLT's with home grown tomatoes so juicy you'd have juice running down your arms. And no matter how hot it was outside, there always seemed to be a breeze coming in through the breakfast room windows and the bedroom where we slept. Fun times!Rainenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168522164825399504.post-25201511843266604942010-08-05T08:27:15.726-05:002010-08-05T08:27:15.726-05:00Thats so hard to experience a death in the family ...Thats so hard to experience a death in the family as a child, especially someone as close as a Grandma. Mine didn't pass away until I was older but 7th grade was the start of her deterioation and she often didn't know who I was (read my post in group 6 to hear more). <br />Its funny, I actually did better then I thought with going to different classes every hour in jr high, and even in highschool when we had 'A' and 'B' days, so the classes could be 2 hrs long instead and 3 each day! I don't remember ever getting it wrong particularly but apparently it was a deep fear of mine because now in my mid 20s I still have night mares about being in H.S. and going to the wrong class at the wrong time, or forgetting what my classes were all together! They are really vivid too! Its pretty crazy!<br />Well thanks for sharing your memories!Crystalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08978535895364430593noreply@blogger.com