tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30022138.post8519479562956056157..comments2024-02-15T13:56:20.783-05:00Comments on Mamma Loves...: I'll Tell You I Love YouAmie Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12317241081653904332noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30022138.post-4670685145447638022008-04-01T15:59:00.000-04:002008-04-01T15:59:00.000-04:00mrs chicken led me to you and i am so glad she did...mrs chicken led me to you and i am so glad she did!! thanks for sharing such a beautiful story :)<BR/><BR/>luvubye is a word all in its self at our house - so very important!!amandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11616598232613837025noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30022138.post-38660986876833464732008-04-01T15:29:00.000-04:002008-04-01T15:29:00.000-04:00This is an amazing post. And something I've been ...This is an amazing post. And something I've been thinking about myself all day. I'm going to post about it & I'll link you.<BR/><BR/>I just saw that you nominated me for a PP. You lifted me up today & I really needed that. You're such a warm, wonderful woman and I'm so glad you're my friend.<BR/><BR/>xoxoLawyer Mamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06819273107327846943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30022138.post-91492720237337068932008-03-23T16:25:00.000-04:002008-03-23T16:25:00.000-04:00This was just a lovely post. What a wonderful les...This was just a lovely post. What a wonderful lesson your grandmother taught you. I'm the same way with I love yous.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30022138.post-56492829088095840482008-03-21T03:53:00.000-04:002008-03-21T03:53:00.000-04:00Followed a link from Oh The Joysthere's a song you...Followed a link from Oh The Joys<BR/><BR/>there's a song you should hear...<BR/>On Angel's Wings, by Karen Taylor Good<BR/><BR/>she wrote it for her mother who was suffering from Alzheimers. I lost my grandmother to it last year. My husband lost his grandmother to it as well. <BR/><BR/>Love is an amazing thing. Thank you for this reminder.<BR/><BR/><I>leaving you a hug</I>bewhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02745326357034751043noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30022138.post-48251660558806426872008-03-18T14:35:00.000-04:002008-03-18T14:35:00.000-04:00I'm the same way, always telling folks I love them...I'm the same way, always telling folks I love them, scaring them off. ;) I had a best friend who after 2 1/2 years I ended the friendship because I finally realized I was the only one saying it. Ever. At all. It hurt, and I ended up saying it less frequently because of it. I guess I just say it more discriminately now, maybe? ( is that even a damn word? )C.https://www.blogger.com/profile/01605972471819914591noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30022138.post-8767603033824750102008-03-18T00:14:00.000-04:002008-03-18T00:14:00.000-04:00Oh, there are so many people who don't realize how...Oh, there are so many people who don't realize how FAST it can all change.<BR/><BR/>A blink of an eye. It's all it takes.<BR/><BR/><BR/>I loved this.Loralee Choatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16055102094371755499noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30022138.post-10790478051016564932008-03-17T16:38:00.000-04:002008-03-17T16:38:00.000-04:00You know, I spent the final months of my father's ...You know, I spent the final months of my father's life letting him know I loved him. And the last thing I said to him was "I love you Dad. Now go get some rest."<BR/><BR/>This was a wonderful post, Mamma. Just really moving.Paigehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04318715593584121106noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30022138.post-8669562034748928722008-03-16T21:03:00.000-04:002008-03-16T21:03:00.000-04:00I love this.And you!I love this.<BR/><BR/>And you!OhTheJoyshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05031731198115388411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30022138.post-48142696667277349582008-03-16T18:39:00.000-04:002008-03-16T18:39:00.000-04:00This is hard for so many of us. I am going to try ...This is hard for so many of us. I am going to try harder to say those words out loud to more than just my immediate family.Ruth Dynamitehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06161626814106717754noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30022138.post-22896038117760524092008-03-16T15:34:00.000-04:002008-03-16T15:34:00.000-04:00Very touching.Very touching.Whithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14818211552756821661noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30022138.post-81463101310876614222008-03-16T13:53:00.000-04:002008-03-16T13:53:00.000-04:00Thank you for this post. My daughter's father pass...Thank you for this post. My daughter's father passed away unexpectedly two years ago when she was two. The last time I spoke to him on the phone, I knew he was sick, but didn't realize the extent. Because we were arguing, I was hurt, blah, blah, blah, I didn't tell him I loved him. And that he was still my best friend, even though we were no longer together. And I think it's my only regret.<BR/><BR/>I've always told people I love them. And now I do it even more. And I don't care if they get sick of it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30022138.post-5619729014075866962008-03-16T04:03:00.000-04:002008-03-16T04:03:00.000-04:00Great post. I'm the same way. I'm always afraid th...Great post. I'm the same way. I'm always afraid this time might be the last, and I try to leave them on good notes.Mitch McDadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03162154118646288681noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30022138.post-55688522899770621492008-03-16T03:23:00.000-04:002008-03-16T03:23:00.000-04:00This was beautiful, and I know exactly what you me...This was beautiful, and I know exactly what you mean -- I end every conversation with those I love with the same words. <BR/><BR/>Suffering a loss definitely teaches one how important it is to be loved and to make sure that you never leave yourself wondering if you said it enough . . .carriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04038972194323564240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30022138.post-81960347921553668672008-03-16T00:55:00.000-04:002008-03-16T00:55:00.000-04:00Dealt with dementia with both my grandparents. Ho...Dealt with dementia with both my grandparents. Horrible. I have learned to savor every moment, record it, and share it. And don't let a day go by without letting those you love, know that you do.<BR/><BR/>Great post :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30022138.post-46435672222614533042008-03-15T22:39:00.000-04:002008-03-15T22:39:00.000-04:00Very true.Very true.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15586828784374597922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30022138.post-77426727709775116022008-03-15T11:13:00.000-04:002008-03-15T11:13:00.000-04:00This speaks to my heart. "I love you" was the very...This speaks to my heart. "I love you" was the very last thing I said to my father in the ER, just before he crashed and never woke up again. He said it back, and as his life's blood was leaving him, he mouthed it at my mother.<BR/><BR/>Oh, Mamma. This made me cry. In the best way. I, too, always say I love you.Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11342425698876916791noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30022138.post-23907619146454681502008-03-15T11:07:00.000-04:002008-03-15T11:07:00.000-04:00It was so hard when my Grandfather had Alzheimer's...It was so hard when my Grandfather had Alzheimer's - it brought so many feelings to the surface. She does know you love her, as does any parent. I wrote a long post about not getting to say goodbye and "I love you" to my Grandmother (who died from lung cancer) as my biggest regret in life, so of all people I've spent a lifetime learning to believe that families do know it when children don't get a chance to say it. But it is important to tell the people in your life for everyone's sake.<BR/><BR/>This was a wonderful, heartfelt post.hollibobollihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09620733762809711175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30022138.post-45237840089356103942008-03-14T22:21:00.000-04:002008-03-14T22:21:00.000-04:00Thanks for making me bawl. What a beautiful post,...Thanks for making me bawl. What a beautiful post, Mamma. I always tell the people I love that I love them and now I'm reminded of why this is so important.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30022138.post-37039278337355398202008-03-14T20:26:00.000-04:002008-03-14T20:26:00.000-04:00I too say those three precious words whenever I ha...I too say those three precious words whenever I have the chance. Lovely to say - lovely to hear. And I've raised those big boys of mine so that they feel comfortable saying it right back to me - perhaps somewhat abbreviated - "Love ya, Mom" but words I love to hear. <BR/><BR/>(Hugs are wonderful, too.)Bethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14110235078325434919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30022138.post-45189255466271841482008-03-14T19:03:00.000-04:002008-03-14T19:03:00.000-04:00Well that made me cry. I tried to read it FAST, s...Well that made me cry. I tried to read it FAST, skipping over every other word, but still made me all weepy (as I suspected it would).<BR/><BR/>My kids and I say, "I love you," every time we end a conversation. They are the ones who started it, and I comply. I've started doing it with my family and my friends. Strangely, it doesn't lose its meaning. <BR/><BR/>My boyfriend and I, on the other hand, never say those words to one another. Have never once said them. We just know we do.<BR/><BR/>It's a strange world.cathouse terihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02547258612468286876noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30022138.post-75472674688103615912008-03-14T15:29:00.000-04:002008-03-14T15:29:00.000-04:00Great reminder, Mamma. We don't say it enough in ...Great reminder, Mamma. We don't say it enough in our family, but I know we should.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30022138.post-67625422420950931822008-03-14T10:06:00.000-04:002008-03-14T10:06:00.000-04:00I say it at the end of most calls with friends and...I say it at the end of most calls with friends and family. A guy I dated once noted that it diminished the value of the sentiment if it was tossed around so freely. And all I could think was he just doesn't get it.<BR/><BR/>Beautiful post, Mamma. Just beautiful. Oh, and though we know each other barely and we see each other rarely, I lurv you (wink).Paige Jenniferhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06291247610038922542noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30022138.post-41800010153175433842008-03-14T09:50:00.000-04:002008-03-14T09:50:00.000-04:00Great post.... Thanks for the reminderGreat post.... Thanks for the reminderChelshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01184906433187070488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30022138.post-35755500439902930012008-03-14T00:38:00.000-04:002008-03-14T00:38:00.000-04:00I do the same. In my case, it's my mom who told th...I do the same. <BR/><BR/>In my case, it's my mom who told the story that has lingered ...<BR/><BR/>When I was about 8 years old, my grandfather died. What haunted my mother for years was that a few days before his death, she was going to call my granddad for Father's Day. He and my grandmother were out of town and so she didn't, figuring she would call him when he and my grandmother got home.<BR/><BR/>He died in their hotel room, during that trip.<BR/><BR/>I've never forgotten either that story or her anguish.Cathy, Amy and Kristinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01472486650115997239noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30022138.post-69287381214127486702008-03-14T00:01:00.000-04:002008-03-14T00:01:00.000-04:00Love can be expressed through actions just as much...Love can be expressed through actions just as much as easily as it can be spoken.Bayou Bellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04148344829249795644noreply@blogger.com