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Wow. Phew. Glad you & your daughter made it through that safely.
It wasn’t until I went to type this comment that I realized I had dug my fingernails into the desk. Great writing there Bev!
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Love the way you dug in and did what needed to be done. Plenty of time later to “fall apart” later. Loved reading your story of fear, Bev.
My heart goes out to you for having face that fear, but it is also happy that you stood strong in faith in a moment like that.
Now, I have to go get a kleenex.
Great writing Bev.
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Mom,
As we talked on Sunday, I felt so close to you. You raised me to read and devour the stories that we in front of me. I have always loved to read. Writing has always been a struggle for me. I never know where to start. I admire you for your gift and am so happy that you have found an outlet. As I opened this story, not knowing that you were the author, I read one sentence and recognized the story immediately. I am so blessed that you were there that night. Serindipity? Is that even the correct term? The gods were with us both. I stood, licked in the walk in freezer, throwing tubs of cream cheese, cursing humanity for the lack of respect and cruelty that was forced upon us for what? Maybe $1000. Thank you for your perspective of that night. I am so thankful that I was not alone that night. I knew you were there. Afraid, but you were there. Mom, you and I have a bond that even the depths of evil cannot break. You have always been my savior, my confidante, my rock. You are a blessing that I cannot articulate. I live you and I am so amazed at your talent and clarity.
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So awful but I’m glad that you and your daughter were okay
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What a gripping story! You had me with you the whole way. I felt your fear. Loved reading your daughter’s comment too. It was like a followup.
Oh what a story, Bev! I honestly cannot imagine! I have been terrified for my children before, but not to that extent, thankfully.
Your daughter’s comment needs to stay with the story. Both of you will treasure this in years to come. How precious a relationship. What a gift!
I have no doubt that you were slowed down on purpose. Divine Timing has always fascinated me, and I have seen it again and again.
Your story made me think this morning. I am thankful to have read it. and thankful you are both okay.
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Love has a deep and gripping effect on lives; especially during a major crisis, and not only did the dark forces of fate assault that grip, they failed miserably. What more proof could there be of the tremendous depth of love than your reactions to the terrific peril and your daughter’s comments above.
Bev, my friend, you truly rock, and Stephanie is one apple that didn’t roll far from the basket.
Awww. Bev, your daughter’s comment just about broke me up. What an absolute sweetheart.
Just thrilled as I can be that you all got to “meet” my Stephanie from her comment! She is a remarkable young woman and I’ve always said that I would like her even if she wasn’t of my flesh. Not to sound too much like a Mom here, but I believe she has a writer hiding in her. I could see her throwing tubs of cream cheese in sheer indignation to what had just happened to her!
Isn’t it interesting the different reaction to the same situation…hers was anger and mine was unadulterated fear.
Thank you all for your wonderful comments! Stephanie and I both appreciate them.
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Congratulations, Bev!
Beautiful written story, but Oh God! so frightful!, I can visualize your mother soul imagining disasters, but fighting and hoping for the best…
Regards
Michey
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Oh you are so right, as moms we should never, ever have to see terror in our childrens eyes. What a marvelously written story of fear that showed so much love, strength and determination!
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Revisited: Fear, Strength, and the gods of time… – I was on my way to pick up my oldest daughter that night. … http://is.gd/eK24W #ewn
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