tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542108120359675711.post7227119581356600390..comments2023-06-04T05:43:05.832-07:00Comments on Red Mojo Mama Musings: Our Loved Ones Never Really DieKathy Lynn Hallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15776248628873347107noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542108120359675711.post-53726675953918524222011-11-04T19:09:52.566-07:002011-11-04T19:09:52.566-07:00Bryce - I kept meaning to come back and thank you ...Bryce - I kept meaning to come back and thank you for your comment. I'm so happy that you reacted that way. Often, people think these thoughts are silly. Thank you with all my heart. I hope you'll see this.Kathy Lynn Hallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15776248628873347107noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542108120359675711.post-43772757004555537572011-10-12T20:52:36.970-07:002011-10-12T20:52:36.970-07:00What a beautiful post! I know this comment is late...What a beautiful post! I know this comment is late in coming, but I just saw your Tweet and had to come over.<br /><br />You made a fifty-year old man cry. And I'm not ashamed to admit it. Nor am I leaving without clicking the follow button.<br /><br />Beautiful. Just beautiful. I wish you nothing but peace and blessings.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542108120359675711.post-25332838680091648392011-08-31T06:24:59.158-07:002011-08-31T06:24:59.158-07:00I lost my 21 year-old son in 1997. I can tell you ...I lost my 21 year-old son in 1997. I can tell you that I've had many of the experiences you've had. He let's me know he's around with either a heads up penny or a white feather. I was in the mall and was having a particularly hard day. Needless to say, I turn and on the floor, in the mall was a white feather.<br />He used to come much more often. I think as time passes, they move onto whatever the next level is and it becomes much more difficult to get a sign to us.Robbi Sommers Bryanthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06829442733704073045noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542108120359675711.post-12670477681415422372011-08-19T18:52:36.510-07:002011-08-19T18:52:36.510-07:00I just teared up, in a good way. Thank you so much...I just teared up, in a good way. Thank you so much for sharing. It sounds sort of corny, but this post provided with a sense of relief. Thank you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542108120359675711.post-65582246332203298372011-08-19T07:32:09.938-07:002011-08-19T07:32:09.938-07:00What a moving post. My neighbor's husband died...What a moving post. My neighbor's husband died years ago. One morning, when she was having a hard time just getting out of bed, he came and laid down beside her. It gave me goosebumps when she told me about it. mrcornelius.comM. R. Corneliushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02586868452099504760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542108120359675711.post-64168010759535662312011-08-15T19:36:37.078-07:002011-08-15T19:36:37.078-07:00Lisa - I'm glad it was good timing for you. I ...Lisa - I'm glad it was good timing for you. I wish you peace.Kathy Lynn Hallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15776248628873347107noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542108120359675711.post-11953056825826260662011-08-15T19:34:15.058-07:002011-08-15T19:34:15.058-07:00What a perfect post for me to find on the eve of m...What a perfect post for me to find on the eve of my father's funeral..thank you so much for sharing! Great timing :)Lisa Vaughnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12169692043352124571noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542108120359675711.post-77561808021973865452011-08-15T18:58:31.934-07:002011-08-15T18:58:31.934-07:00Creative - I really appreciate your comments and r...Creative - I really appreciate your comments and relating your experiences. I think there are many out there like us, who are sometimes made to feel ridiculous. That's one of the reasons I wrote this. Thanks again.Kathy Lynn Hallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15776248628873347107noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542108120359675711.post-80583856890077968262011-08-15T10:21:40.427-07:002011-08-15T10:21:40.427-07:00I've never experienced a presence, but two of ...I've never experienced a presence, but two of my daughter's have and my 4 year old grandson. My oldest daughter has seen and heard things in our 100+ year old house that no one can explain. My youngest daughter has had dreams and felt the presence of people she has lost that were close to her. The most profound proof that I have is my grandson's experiences. My oldest daughter lives by herself with him in the house that was originally owned by her deceased father-in-law. My grandson sees him all the time. He's even told my daughter some of the things that he has told him. He calls him grand daddy, which is what the other grand children called him. He died 10 years before my grandson was born. Even though I've never experienced it, no one can convince me that there isn't an afterlife and that those we have lost aren't somehow watching over us. I would also never question anyone else's experiences. Thanks for sharing!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542108120359675711.post-28190894398426597572011-08-14T19:36:43.515-07:002011-08-14T19:36:43.515-07:00Thanks, Leticia - I wasn't sure about putting ...Thanks, Leticia - I wasn't sure about putting it up. I appreciate your support.Kathy Lynn Hallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15776248628873347107noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542108120359675711.post-5019438908304324072011-08-14T19:35:49.545-07:002011-08-14T19:35:49.545-07:00I understand and this speaks to my heart. Thank yo...I understand and this speaks to my heart. Thank you so much for sharing!HoonyaGurlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14789386331757825999noreply@blogger.com