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Thank you, everyone...
who posted such kind thoughts and good wishes regarding my Mum and Dad and the whole darn horrible thing.
I started to reply to everyone's comments, but it seemed daft, since I seemed to be repeating myself over and over. I hope no one feels I take their kindness lightly because I haven't responded to each of you individually but I was running out of things to say. I'd just like you all to know your comments touched me and made me smile at a very bad time and I hope that this post serves as a communal, yet deeply heart-felt Thank You to each and every one of you.
You rule. I'm so glad that you're my friends.
I started to reply to everyone's comments, but it seemed daft, since I seemed to be repeating myself over and over. I hope no one feels I take their kindness lightly because I haven't responded to each of you individually but I was running out of things to say. I'd just like you all to know your comments touched me and made me smile at a very bad time and I hope that this post serves as a communal, yet deeply heart-felt Thank You to each and every one of you.
You rule. I'm so glad that you're my friends.
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And worrying about somebody you love is hard on a person, added to everything else you're going through; I say this as one who got physically felled big-time by stress herself, lately -- just, take it easy when you can. ::hugs you::
(And things are better here again, for now at least. And I'm feeling a hell of a lot better than I did for weeks, so I'm sending you *strong* sturdy strengthening hugs. :-))
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Ooh. Strong, sturdy - dare one say manly - hugs? ::smiles winsomely::
Thanks again hon, you're a true friend.
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Anyway, it's 'personly' hugs. I only hug PCishly.
:-)
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I shall tell Mark you believe him to be manly; this will please him. (o:
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I house-and-cat-sat for my sister and her husband a number of years ago. Their cat at the time did *not* care for me, either, but he put up with me. (I controlled the food and the cream, after all.) They were gone a week, and the moment they walked back in the door -- before the suitcases hit the floor even -- the little monster jumped up next to me and started whacking me furiously with his paw; since he was no longer dependent on me, he could give free rein to his feelings...)
::shutting up now; I feel like I've been babbling at you right and left::
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You can babble at me anytime, honey bunny.