tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645722792801480537.post8211229331655188214..comments2023-09-01T08:15:35.010-04:00Comments on Our Prime Years: Carpe DiemDonna B. McNicolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15209611782116113024noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645722792801480537.post-83661894640957346242010-10-09T14:05:10.793-04:002010-10-09T14:05:10.793-04:00My dad died when he was around 48 years old so I u...My dad died when he was around 48 years old so I understand, too. I'm going to kiss my husband right now.Idahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05365722283647541232noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645722792801480537.post-46098784657698969262010-10-09T07:10:02.421-04:002010-10-09T07:10:02.421-04:00Thank you, Donna, for this. My brother and I lost ...Thank you, Donna, for this. My brother and I lost our dad when he was 59, our step-mom at 57, but we got to enjoy our grandparents til their early 90s. All are missed, all encouraged us to live and love fully, and so we try to so do.Bryna aka GratefulGrrlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645722792801480537.post-42577722705636730092010-10-09T00:03:09.416-04:002010-10-09T00:03:09.416-04:00I think of this when I remember our good friend Da...I think of this when I remember our good friend Dave Baleria, my high school buddy Dan Connell who died earlier this year, and many others who left us too soon.Nick Russellhttp://gypsyjournal.net/blog/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645722792801480537.post-22285335386363543212010-10-08T21:39:10.610-04:002010-10-08T21:39:10.610-04:00Very true, Donna.Thank you for being such an inspi...Very true, Donna.<br><br>Thank you for being such an inspirational Sister ... and thank you to Stu for taking such good care of our girl :)wendyveehttp://www.roadsidewonders.netnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645722792801480537.post-15163540428281941122010-10-08T21:19:45.387-04:002010-10-08T21:19:45.387-04:00Amen! It's happened to a lot of us. When my la...Amen! It's happened to a lot of us. When my late husband passed, it had been a normal day. I kissed him goodbye and told him I loved him as I left for work. I talked with him by phone in the afternoon. He wasn't feeling well, which wasn't uncommon. When I got home, he was gone. Live each day to its fullest!Sharon Del Rosariohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11743800968323230586noreply@blogger.com