tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155086611992337391.post8942250955581323607..comments2024-03-28T07:45:38.843-04:00Comments on Reflections from Crumbly Acres: Summer on the roadsJenn Jilkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05259681360456905055noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155086611992337391.post-10586951773482841062012-08-16T19:13:10.227-04:002012-08-16T19:13:10.227-04:00You are all my very loving followers. Thank you fo...You are all my very loving followers. Thank you for your empathy.Jenn Jilkshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05259681360456905055noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155086611992337391.post-49621250674541115592012-08-16T05:05:50.327-04:002012-08-16T05:05:50.327-04:00There are just no words...I can only imagine the p...There are just no words...I can only imagine the pain and grief. Your words are a good reminder to us all.Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12373898253123133590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155086611992337391.post-12246364803104424782012-08-15T22:15:33.703-04:002012-08-15T22:15:33.703-04:00Your experience has to leave a heavy on you. It...Your experience has to leave a heavy on you. It's hard to put such a stressful happening in the right place in your head.Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17996243850279671523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155086611992337391.post-71239919203087042172012-08-15T18:08:09.720-04:002012-08-15T18:08:09.720-04:00Jenn... This is such an awful memory to have to li...Jenn... This is such an awful memory to have to live with. I'm so very sorry.<br />Kayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07461569436322815787noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155086611992337391.post-55266077234700106982012-08-15T15:18:22.709-04:002012-08-15T15:18:22.709-04:00Oh, Jenn, how awful that must have been for you. I...Oh, Jenn, how awful that must have been for you. I hit a dog once, and it took me ages to get over it. Luckily for me, my parents were with me. My father went to find the dog's owners (apparently it often slept on the road) while my mother stayed with me. Unfortunately, I was on my way to work, and dropping them off on my way, so I had to continue on.<br />No matter whose fault it is, the man who couldn't hear you, or the dog who shouldn't have been on the road, the driver most often bears the brunt of the psychic pain. I hope somewhere there is a driver who is haunted by a beautiful black cat. Nasty of me, I know, but that's how I feel right now.<br />Luv, KKay L. Davieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09966266404058177742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155086611992337391.post-64207875890889582312012-08-15T14:25:38.304-04:002012-08-15T14:25:38.304-04:00Oh bless your heart, what an awful memory to be st...Oh bless your heart, what an awful memory to be stuck with. A neighbour child came barreling down a lane on his bike, some 40 years ago, hitting the side of his car. Dad (95) still stews about it, thinking it was somehow his fault.Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08592184037513559644noreply@blogger.com