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Bob, I hadn't been to the board for a few days and I am so very sad to read your post. Fay was a great friend to us all you will have realized after reading all these wonderful messages. She was so selfless and even though suffering herself found time and energy to help people with their problems. She has helped me personally and I had the pleasure of talking to her on the phone a couple of times. I am so grateful for that. Fay A will be missed terribly. My heartfelt condolences to you and your family. Paddy

My Grandkids and my lovely daughter. A good game of scrabble with my girlfriends, my dog and music, music music! Paddy

So very sad to here this Lisa. I know how terrible it is to watch a loved one go through this. I hope your Dad will soon be off the ventilator and feeling much more comfortable. Paddy

So very sad to here this Lisa. I know how terrible it is to watch a loved one go through this. I hope your Dad will soon be off the ventilator and feeling much more comfortable. Paddy

Good Luck for the tests Jodi. Paddy

So sorry for the loss of your Dad,Lisa. Paddy

Congratulations Connie and Thanks!!! Paddy

I feel so sad for you. It is so hard not to feel resentful. I sometimes resent the fact that my grandchildren will not remember my husband. Go easy on your MIL though, she may be getting a little forgetful, and, at least she did phone and ask for the exact date, so that she wouldn't forget Carolyn's birthday altogether! It would be wonderful if you could write a special story about your Mom for your little girl. You can read it to her when she is old enough and then she will know just how cool her grandma was and how much she loved her. Paddy

So very sorry to hear this Jessica.I wish you and your family peace and comfort. Paddy

Thank you all so very much!! Your messages give me a lot of hope that my young friend will soon be well and able to enjoy her new baby to the full. Paddy

Fay, I am so sorry to hear such sad words from you. I wish you didn't have to think such thoughts. Since you phoned me, quite a long time ago now, I have often wondered what you looked like. Now I know - your face matches your lovely speaking voice! Sending positive thoughts and prayers your way, Paddy.

Fear is clutching my heart again. Tonight one of my dearest friends informed me that her 37 year old daughter, (a new Mom, who has been undergoing a "cocktail" chemo for breast cancer and who is to have a "lumpectomy" and "lymphectomy" next week,) has been found to have a "spot" on her lung. What horrifies me is that the Onc has told them that he is "not going to bother about the lung for now" he says that the chemo "should take care of that"!! They are not even sure yet if the spot is malignant, but wouldn't you expect them to take tests..perhaps even while she is having the lumpectomy??! I suppose I am panicking, but I know how fast these things grow and I am so scared for this lovely girl. What makes it worse is that my friend, who saw me through my husbands illness and was there for me minutes after he had passed away, is in CA and I am now in MI! I can only try to support her by phone and that just doesn't seem to be enough ! Paddy

I'm so sorry Jen, it must be so tough for you all right now. You will probably find yourself bursting into tears out of the blue for a while yet. I went into an elevator in a clinic the other day and there was a lady there in a hospital bed with all sorts of tubes and things hooked up to her. I held it back until she was taken away and then I almost collapsed. Seeing this lady brought everything flooding back and I was suddenly a mess again. In time things will be easier for you and until then I will be sending my thoughts and prayers. Paddy

Prayers coming Ken and Karen's way! Paddy

Dear Lori, I can hear the fear and desperation in your words. I know them too well. I wish I could do something to help you but I can only send prayers and love. Paddy

Good for you Beth, it seems that things are working out the way they were meant to be. How apt that the Boat should be called "The Wild Bill"! I know what you mean though, I still haven't decided what to do with Dave's ashes and sometimes it weighs heavily on my mind. I sometimes think I shouldn't have brought them to Michigan with me as David loved California. At the time however, I couldn't bear to part with them. Now I don't want to put them out in the snow and cold! I suppose some people woud say this is being overly sentimental ,but,that's just the way I feel. At the moment they are still at my daughters house in a box , (inside a bigger cardboard box,) on the hearth in the family room. My grand-children and the play beside them, (although they don't know what is in the box and have never asked,) and I know he will be happy there until I make my decision. Thank you for making me feel a little more "normal" Beth, I thought I was a little strange to be thinking like this. God Bless, Paddy.

Dear Peggy, It was so nice to hear from you again. I have thought of you a lot and wondered how you were. I sent an email but it was returned. I can empathise with you on your "lonely Saturday". I have had more than a few of those; somehow it always seems worse at the weekends. I too have often felt as that I would rather have gone with Dave than face the awful "aloneness" without him. It seems however that God has other things in mind for us doesn't it! Keep your spirits up. God Bless, Paddy

Your courage is remarkable Larry. I am sure your wife would be so proud of your strength. When I am feeling low and people ask me how I am doing I usually say, "I,m having a bad day today" and they seem to understand. I don't make a big fuss but it just lets them know that they shouldn't expect me to be all bright and breezy. Paddy

Hang In There Lucie! Will be thinking of you both. Paddy

Thanks Everyone for your replies! What a nice story Melinda! A Very Happy Wedding Anniversary to you and Geoff for tomorrow. Paddy

I saw you on Martha Miss Bunny! You looked great! Enjoyed Barry Manilow too. You should be honored, I stopped my Monday chores just for you Paddy

First a little history: My husband David was a very tall, rather shy“, teddy bear” of a man who, although he sometimes scared people with his serious expression, had a dry, and sometimes irreverent sense of humor. Dave adored our little dog “Hobie”(pictured in the avatar); but, he didn’t adore the chore that, as we all know, comes with a dog, which he called “The Poop Parade”. He would have us all laughing as he jokingly muttered, complained and came out with the funniest comments while doing this job that no-one else wanted. Now, about the ring: On the morning my husband passed away in the hospital, the nurse gave me his wedding band and I immediately put it on my right hand finger. During the next two days it was a great comfort to me. If I became, desperate or panicky, I would twist the ring around and around and think of David. On the second night however, when preparing for bed, I felt for the ring and found it missing. Tearfully I searched and searched to no avail. Late that night, completely exaughsted, I prepared go to bed without it, when suddenly, there it was immediately in my path by the side of the bed, although I had looked there many times. The ring had been on my finger until, just before Christmas last year when I again realized it was missing. My daughter “Karen” and I had been shopping at the local mall. I remembered trying on gloves in one store and was convinced that I had lost it there, however we had been to so many stores and it could have fallen off almost anywhere. We did all the things you are supposed to do in a case like this but nothing was ever found and I eventually gave up the idea of ever getting it back. I convinced myself not to fret about it as, “it was only a symbol” and I still had all my memories. Early this morning however, in my robe and winter coat and armed with a plastic bag, I followed my dog out into the yard, to attend to the proverbial “Poop parade”.As I turned to walk into the house I saw something that I thought I had missed. I turned back to pick it up, and a few inches beyond it, almost hidden in the grass, lay a broad gold band! I just couldn’t believe it, but there it was with our engraved initials and the date inside to prove it. I phoned Karen to tell her the good news and she thought it sooo appropriate that I should find her Dad’s ring while on the dreaded poop parade! I really don’t know what to think , except that I am so grateful to have the ring back, however I do wonder if “someone” is playing games with me! Fond wishes to you all, Paddy _________________ My David passed away on the 5th of November 04. You will always be in my heart my love. Back to top View user's profile Send private message Send e-mail

First a little history: My husband David was a very tall, rather shy“, teddy bear” of a man who, although he sometimes scared people with his serious expression, had a dry, and sometimes irreverent sense of humor. Dave adored our little dog “Hobie”(pictured in my first avatar); but, he didn’t adore the chore that, as we all know, comes with a dog, which he called “The Poop Parade”. He would have us all laughing as he jokingly muttered, complained and came out with the funniest comments, while doing this job that no-one else wanted. Now, about the ring: On the morning my husband passed away in the hospital, the nurse gave me his wedding band and I immediately put it on my right hand finger. During the next two days it was a great comfort to me. If I became, desperate or panicky, I would twist the ring around and around and think of David. On the second night however, when preparing for bed, I felt for the ring and found it missing. Tearfully I searched and searched to no avail. Late that night, completely exaughsted, I prepared go to bed without it, when suddenly, there it was immediately in my path by the side of the bed, although I had looked there many times. The ring had been on my finger until, just before Christmas when I again realized it was missing. My daughter “Karen” and I had been shopping at the local mall. I remembered trying on gloves in one store and was convinced that I had lost it there, however we had been to so many stores and it could have fallen off almost anywhere. We did all the things you are supposed to do in a case like this but nothing was ever found and I eventually gave up the idea of ever getting it back. I convinced myself not to fret about it as, “it was only a symbol” and I still had all my memories. Early this morning however, in my robe and winter coat and armed with a plastic bag, I followed my dog out into the yard, to attend to the proverbial “Poop parade”.As I turned to walk into the house I saw something that I thought I had missed. I turned back to pick it up, and a few inches beyond it, almost hidden in the grass, lay a broad gold band! I just couldn’t believe it, but there it was with our engraved initials and the date of our marraige inside to prove it. I phoned Karen to tell her the good news and she thought it sooo appropriate that I should find her Dad’s ring while on the dreaded poop parade! I really don’t know what to think , except that I am so grateful to have the ring back, however I do wonder if “someone” is playing games with me! Fond wishes to you all, Paddy

Karen, I am so sorry to hear this news. Paddy

I am so very sorry for your loss. What a very fortunate lady she was to have such a very caring and loving husband and family. Wishing you all peace, Paddy