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<rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><title>cant let go</title><link>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/</link><atom:link xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" href="http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/feed/rss2/comments/"/><description></description><language>en-EU</language><generator>MokoFeed</generator><ttl>10</ttl><image><title>cant let go</title><link>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/ab/11bdefeda1b12c233737dc50e6abf9_160x200.jpg</url></image><item><title>In response to:something wrong with me</title><link>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/09/27/something-wrong-with-me-4789129/#c7858849</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dailythoughts.blog.co.uk,2008-09-27:/2008/09/27/something-wrong-with-me-4789129/#c7858849</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Sep 2008 21:56:06 +0200</pubDate><description>Sweetheart.  Grief is a funny thing.  It can take months or even years to get over.  Don't beat yourself up, but try really hard to remember the good times.  Love never dies.  My thoughts are with you.  ((((hugs))))</description><comments>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/09/27/something-wrong-with-me-4789129/#c7858849</comments></item><item><title>In response to:heartaches and  happiness.</title><link>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/05/23/heartaches-and-happiness-4213906/#c6873283</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dailythoughts.blog.co.uk,2008-05-23:/2008/05/23/heartaches-and-happiness-4213906/#c6873283</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 May 2008 22:04:10 +0200</pubDate><description>God Life is so unfair, my daughters best friends mother 46 brain haemorrhage last week. &lt;br&gt;
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But sounds you have lot to smile about that beautiful baby, a hug from her and I am sure the world becomes a better place.&lt;br&gt;
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My best wishes to you.&lt;br&gt;
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Lou&lt;br&gt;
x</description><comments>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/05/23/heartaches-and-happiness-4213906/#c6873283</comments></item><item><title>In response to:trying</title><link>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/04/13/trying-4040027/#c6575118</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dailythoughts.blog.co.uk,2008-04-15:/2008/04/13/trying-4040027/#c6575118</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Apr 2008 22:21:01 +0200</pubDate><description>Hi Katie,&lt;br&gt;
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I went to bed early last night so didnt get your comment till today, and I would just like to say Thank you so much for your support and thoughts. You are right about it being a roller coaster and at the moment I feel as if I am riding around the bottom and just waiting to go up...and I just hope it will be soon.&lt;br&gt;
Thanks again for being there.</description><comments>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/04/13/trying-4040027/#c6575118</comments></item><item><title>In response to:trying</title><link>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/04/13/trying-4040027/#c6566824</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dailythoughts.blog.co.uk,2008-04-14:/2008/04/13/trying-4040027/#c6566824</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Apr 2008 22:34:19 +0200</pubDate><description>Hiya&lt;br&gt;
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I wrote you a whole long answer last night but I lost it so please forgive me for not rewriting sooner.&lt;br&gt;
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I don’t believe you can put a time scale on grief – its not something you ‘get over’ its something to learn to live with one day at a time.&lt;br&gt;
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Like you I put on the happy smiling face in public – no one (I hope) would ever guess that my heart is still broken – but I find now that I have more good days than bad &amp; I know that when the dark days hit they will go away again.&lt;br&gt;
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We will always miss them – nothing will ever change that – but day by day bit by bit we somehow rebuild our lives – it doesn’t stop the hurt and feelings of loss – they happen no matter what.&lt;br&gt;
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Also like you I look around me and see my daughters and grandbabies and I am grateful for every second I get to spend with them but then I go to pieces thinking “he’s missing what I am fortunate to see” &lt;br&gt;
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Grief to me is like a long roller coaster ride one day were up and we might stay there for a day or a week or a month but then we dive back down into the devastation only to come bouncing back up again. &lt;br&gt;
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It’s a long and hard journey so please don’t let other people make you think you are not doing well – you are doing your best and that’s all anyone can ask for.&lt;br&gt;
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Thinking of you tonight&lt;br&gt;
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xxx  &lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/04/13/trying-4040027/#c6566824</comments></item><item><title>In response to:cant let go</title><link>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2007/12/30/cant_let_go~3509009/#c6401980</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dailythoughts.blog.co.uk,2008-03-26:/2007/12/30/cant_let_go~3509009/#c6401980</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Mar 2008 00:24:18 +0100</pubDate><description>Hi Emma,&lt;br&gt;
just to say thanks a million for your words and thoughts, I write my blog because people think I should be getting over Steves passing, but I am finding it difficult cause you never think your children will go first. I can at least express my feelings on paper and dont have to feel guilty for the way I feel. &lt;br&gt;
Thanks again&lt;br&gt;
Brenda&lt;br&gt;
xx</description><comments>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2007/12/30/cant_let_go~3509009/#c6401980</comments></item><item><title>In response to:good news</title><link>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/03/25/good-news-3940250/#c6401757</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dailythoughts.blog.co.uk,2008-03-25:/2008/03/25/good-news-3940250/#c6401757</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Mar 2008 23:40:07 +0100</pubDate><description>It does happen and will happen for ever I think - things jog your memory - there's just no getting away from it.&lt;br&gt;
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Glad little Sophia is doing better - I must have been away when you posted she was not well sorry.&lt;br&gt;
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My thoughts are with you xxx</description><comments>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/03/25/good-news-3940250/#c6401757</comments></item><item><title>In response to:cant let go</title><link>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2007/12/30/cant_let_go~3509009/#c6356076</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dailythoughts.blog.co.uk,2008-03-19:/2007/12/30/cant_let_go~3509009/#c6356076</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Mar 2008 23:50:17 +0100</pubDate><description>Hi again,&lt;br&gt;
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Just got to they end of your post's and I have now realised it was your son..I am a very sorry to hear about his passing, but honestly please believe me, I know that he is alway's around you and he walks with you along path you go.&lt;br&gt;
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His wheelchair is not there anymore and he walk's with you along, the long green grass..Does that make any sense to you and he say's try to get it cut.&lt;br&gt;
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I am sorry X</description><comments>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2007/12/30/cant_let_go~3509009/#c6356076</comments></item><item><title>In response to:cant let go</title><link>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/01/18/cant_let_go~3598307/#c6355942</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dailythoughts.blog.co.uk,2008-03-19:/2008/01/18/cant_let_go~3598307/#c6355942</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Mar 2008 23:33:19 +0100</pubDate><description>Hi,&lt;br&gt;
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I have only been reading your blog's to this point..And I cant wait to read further on, and find out who Steve is - I can feel deep in my heart that you love him deeply, but I decided to stop at this point, because you were talking about that T.V show. And I for one definatly know that there is life after death, and that all our loved one's are all around us.&lt;br&gt;
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Two years ago I meet a lady called Maureen, before meeting her I thought that medium's where a bit of a joke..But when I sat in a room with her, she knew anything about the people who had died in my life. It was so surreal and it had me in tears, she knew the names of my Grandad and my Auntie Susan, who hung herself and then...( You probably wont believe me..But she asked me if I wanted to see her, and told me to stare at her face without blinking, and this I did ! And as I did this her face started to rub away and then my auntie Susan came and my Grandad..Only the people who where there that night believe me, because they had been there as well.&lt;br&gt;
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Please have comfort in knowing that Steve, is around you everyday. And that one day you will walk together in a happy land forever.&lt;br&gt;
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If you are ever in merseyside..England, please give me a call.&lt;br&gt;
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Regards Emma X&lt;br&gt;
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</description><comments>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/01/18/cant_let_go~3598307/#c6355942</comments></item><item><title>In response to:welcome</title><link>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/03/10/welcome-3852504/#c6354398</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dailythoughts.blog.co.uk,2008-03-19:/2008/03/10/welcome-3852504/#c6354398</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Mar 2008 20:56:09 +0100</pubDate><description>Congratulations!  We were thrilled when our last grandchild arrived and she was a girl.  We love the others as well of course, but there is just something so special about female energy.  I've told our son that when she was born he was going to have a love affair with her that will last a lifetime.  Now as a 1 1/2 year old our son agrees with me.  His bond with her is so different than his bond with his sons.  He loves them too, but it just is different.&lt;br&gt;
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Oh yah and daffodils... how fortunate for you you have been able to see them growing naturally.  Ours are a good two months from that stage!  We picked some up at the store because they are my favorite spring flower!&lt;br&gt;
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</description><comments>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/03/10/welcome-3852504/#c6354398</comments></item><item><title>In response to:welcome</title><link>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/03/10/welcome-3852504/#c6278077</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dailythoughts.blog.co.uk,2008-03-10:/2008/03/10/welcome-3852504/#c6278077</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Mar 2008 23:00:57 +0100</pubDate><description>Congratulations Grandma on the safe arrival of Sophia (what a pretty name)&lt;br&gt;
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I can't wait till my baby granddaughter is well enough for me to hold - such special moment aren't they.&lt;br&gt;
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Hope the wind doesn't cause too much damage&lt;br&gt;
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Take care&lt;br&gt;
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Katie &lt;br&gt;
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xxx</description><comments>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/03/10/welcome-3852504/#c6278077</comments></item><item><title>In response to:cant let go</title><link>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/02/12/cant_let_go~3719166/#c6044410</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dailythoughts.blog.co.uk,2008-02-13:/2008/02/12/cant_let_go~3719166/#c6044410</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Feb 2008 15:04:19 +0100</pubDate><description>Ok not sure how this works but I tag you &lt;br&gt;
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a. list seven habits/quirks/facts about yourself&lt;br&gt;
b. tag seven people to do the same&lt;br&gt;
c. do not tag the person who tagged you or say that you tag "whoever wants to do it&lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/02/12/cant_let_go~3719166/#c6044410</comments></item><item><title>In response to:cant let go</title><link>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/02/12/cant_let_go~3719166/#c6039900</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dailythoughts.blog.co.uk,2008-02-12:/2008/02/12/cant_let_go~3719166/#c6039900</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Feb 2008 23:57:04 +0100</pubDate><description>So glad you're back I've missed reading your blog&lt;br&gt;
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xx</description><comments>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/02/12/cant_let_go~3719166/#c6039900</comments></item><item><title>In response to:cant let go</title><link>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/01/31/cant_let_go~3662076/#c5942725</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dailythoughts.blog.co.uk,2008-02-03:/2008/01/31/cant_let_go~3662076/#c5942725</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Feb 2008 14:48:55 +0100</pubDate><description>Hopefully you will share with others what passages from Sylvia Browne are helping you through the process of letting go and living on.  Many blessings to you!</description><comments>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/01/31/cant_let_go~3662076/#c5942725</comments></item><item><title>In response to:cant let go</title><link>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/01/31/cant_let_go~3662076/#c5934508</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dailythoughts.blog.co.uk,2008-02-02:/2008/01/31/cant_let_go~3662076/#c5934508</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Feb 2008 14:56:02 +0100</pubDate><description>Oh good for you!  Your story reminds me of a friend of mine who was questioning me about the afterlife.  Her mother had passed on years ago.  Suddenly she was finding dimes all over the place . under plates when she knew she had cleaned the tables; on her car seat, etc. Linda remembered how her mother always saved dimes to give her grandkids; never any other type of coin.  She felt it was her mother reaching out to her and Linda felt comforted and reassured.  The books by Sylvia Brown helped my dear friend to move on with her own life.  She no longer grieves for her mother, but enjoys the reminders that her mother's spirit is around.&lt;br&gt;
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Your son is giving that gift to you through his phone calls.  It's his way of reaching out and communicating until you are able to open up your mind and receive his messages to you that way.  It can't happen until you stop grieving which is a block stopping his communication with you.  Just food for thought.&lt;br&gt;
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For my grandmother, my grandfather used to appear each night until she got it.  He was watching over her and she was safe.  &lt;br&gt;
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For my aunt, she heard her husband's voice and thought she was going crazy.  Nope.  She never shared it with any of her kids, but asked me about it.  &lt;br&gt;
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So there are different ways in which they will try to communicate with us.  &lt;br&gt;
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You are in my prayers!      </description><comments>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/01/31/cant_let_go~3662076/#c5934508</comments></item><item><title>In response to:cant let go</title><link>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/01/01/cant_let_go~3516423/#c5914898</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dailythoughts.blog.co.uk,2008-01-31:/2008/01/01/cant_let_go~3516423/#c5914898</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2008 15:19:51 +0100</pubDate><description>Many people receive Phone calls from heaven when their loved ones pass over.  You might want to read some of the books by Sylvia Browne.&lt;br&gt;
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Your son would not want you grieving him.  His energy is still around you.  Smudge and let him go, cherishing the loving memories.  Read my blog today to help you move on with living life!&lt;br&gt;
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Warm hugs across the Atlantic!</description><comments>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/01/01/cant_let_go~3516423/#c5914898</comments></item><item><title>In response to:cant let go</title><link>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/01/16/cant_let_go~3586287/#c5762804</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dailythoughts.blog.co.uk,2008-01-16:/2008/01/16/cant_let_go~3586287/#c5762804</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Jan 2008 17:17:35 +0100</pubDate><description>Thank you - sometimes I worry I intrude on people leaving the few comments I have but your words touch me and I just can't help myself.&lt;br&gt;
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I think we have to 'relpy to comment' at the bottom of the box - I'm still getting used to it - hope that helps.&lt;br&gt;
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Take care &lt;br&gt;
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Katie&lt;br&gt;
xx&lt;br&gt;
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</description><comments>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/01/16/cant_let_go~3586287/#c5762804</comments></item><item><title>In response to:cant let go</title><link>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/01/15/cant_let_go~3581536/#c5756037</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dailythoughts.blog.co.uk,2008-01-15:/2008/01/15/cant_let_go~3581536/#c5756037</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Jan 2008 22:55:53 +0100</pubDate><description>Thankyou so so much for your kind words and lovely thoughts, I really do have some wonderful memories to cherish, and I know he is always about what with the phone calls, names on computers and this morning....our alarm clock wakes us up usually with a musical rendition but this morning it went off an hour earlier with a beep beep beep. He really loved to be here with the dogs so we will have a toast to him on the 26th. and he will probably join us!&lt;br&gt;
Thanks again and I do enjoy your blog, you should write a book&lt;br&gt;
luv and thoughts</description><comments>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/01/15/cant_let_go~3581536/#c5756037</comments></item><item><title>In response to:cant let go</title><link>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/01/15/cant_let_go~3581536/#c5752433</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dailythoughts.blog.co.uk,2008-01-15:/2008/01/15/cant_let_go~3581536/#c5752433</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Jan 2008 18:27:45 +0100</pubDate><description>I so wish I had the words of wisdom or comfort but no words make it better - I didn't realise until my husband died how precious our memories are - Have you any plans for the annivesary? I went to our favorite place for the day and I was so glad I did.&lt;br&gt;
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Stay strong and remember someone miles away is thinking about you and your family xxx</description><comments>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/01/15/cant_let_go~3581536/#c5752433</comments></item><item><title>In response to:cant let go</title><link>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/01/01/cant_let_go~3516423/#c5621878</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dailythoughts.blog.co.uk,2008-01-02:/2008/01/01/cant_let_go~3516423/#c5621878</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 00:51:09 +0100</pubDate><description>I am so sorry to keep bothering you but as I read your last entry my heart pounded. I've writen a book - which I have sent to a limited number of agents and been rejected BUT you have given me hope and I will send some more copies out over the next few days........why is this anything to do with your post? My book is about recieving phone calls from heaven.......talk about a Sign.&lt;br&gt;
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xxxxx</description><comments>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2008/01/01/cant_let_go~3516423/#c5621878</comments></item><item><title>In response to:cant let go</title><link>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2007/12/31/cant_let_go~3512667/#c5614305</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dailythoughts.blog.co.uk,2008-01-01:/2007/12/31/cant_let_go~3512667/#c5614305</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Jan 2008 00:31:10 +0100</pubDate><description>You are absolutly more than welcome - I understand where you are coming from.&lt;br&gt;
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Take care &lt;br&gt;
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Katie&lt;br&gt;
xx</description><comments>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2007/12/31/cant_let_go~3512667/#c5614305</comments></item><item><title>In response to:cant let go</title><link>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2007/12/31/cant_let_go~3512667/#c5614110</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dailythoughts.blog.co.uk,2007-12-31:/2007/12/31/cant_let_go~3512667/#c5614110</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Dec 2007 23:20:11 +0100</pubDate><description>I think you've hit the nail on the head.&lt;br&gt;
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Think of what he would want for you and remember that moving on doesn't mean that you're forgetting him or devaluing him in any way. You will always love him and he will always be your son.&lt;br&gt;
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It's the people who are around you now who need you to make the most of your time with them.&lt;br&gt;
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Hope 2008 is a good year for you.</description><comments>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2007/12/31/cant_let_go~3512667/#c5614110</comments></item><item><title>In response to:cant let go</title><link>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2007/12/30/cant_let_go~3509009/#c5607265</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dailythoughts.blog.co.uk,2007-12-31:/2007/12/30/cant_let_go~3509009/#c5607265</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Dec 2007 00:25:28 +0100</pubDate><description>Hello&lt;br&gt;
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Your post moved me - a year is no time at all - I've learnt to take each day as it comes and never to worry about tomorrow or what people think I should now be doing.&lt;br&gt;
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Yes life does go on but there are no rules to grief - no time scale to live by &amp; it is hard - very hard.&lt;br&gt;
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I write too so as not to bother relatives who all think I should have 'moved on' by now but it doesn't work like that.&lt;br&gt;
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I hope you don't mind me replying but I felt I wanted to.&lt;br&gt;
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Don't beat yourself up or feel guilty for your feelings &amp; take care of you.&lt;br&gt;
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xxx</description><comments>http://dailythoughts.blog.co.uk/2007/12/30/cant_let_go~3509009/#c5607265</comments></item></channel></rss>
