tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2148322533378006410.post8717398770078650212..comments2023-04-30T05:58:41.623-07:00Comments on the marginalian: A House I Once KnewEmilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16267106282516149235noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2148322533378006410.post-53231613853939146942011-07-07T19:10:06.961-07:002011-07-07T19:10:06.961-07:00Oh Emily....such beautiful memories there... as we...Oh Emily....such beautiful memories there... as we grow things change sometimes...I remember when you two went to Maine and when we visited...<br />It is all a part of who you are today...<br />Cherish your memories for they are gifts and they will always be with you...Old and Everlasting...https://www.blogger.com/profile/00382747594094790366noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2148322533378006410.post-66823188249484326612011-07-07T07:18:29.663-07:002011-07-07T07:18:29.663-07:00That is so terrible. I know what you mean about it...That is so terrible. I know what you mean about it feeling like a death. My Dad is now thinking of selling the house in which I grew up; it's just too much without my Mom there. It's a really difficult thing, the sense of a loss of "home". Hope your week has gotten brighter! XOXOAmandahttp://www.birdforbread.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2148322533378006410.post-55709767296117005532011-07-06T18:41:59.260-07:002011-07-06T18:41:59.260-07:00Thanks for sharing the story with us. I'm sur...Thanks for sharing the story with us. I'm sure it feels strange for the house to be gone. It's strange enough going back to visit an old house because it brings back so many memories. I loved hearing them.Gretchenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14936335097197286933noreply@blogger.com