tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20503615.post116211679027599790..comments2023-05-06T07:56:07.308-05:00Comments on Under a Tree and Dreaming: The trenches take 2Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10849477199327858520noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20503615.post-1162167008709125072006-10-29T19:10:00.000-05:002006-10-29T19:10:00.000-05:00I third that. Man, oh man... I knew bed rest was n...I third that. Man, oh man... I knew bed rest was not fun, but I hadn't thought about half those things. My heart goes out to you sweetie. (((hugs)))Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20503615.post-1162148518730489542006-10-29T14:01:00.000-05:002006-10-29T14:01:00.000-05:00Oh how I wish I cold bring you frozen dinners, and...Oh how I wish I cold bring you frozen dinners, and fold your laundry, and clean your house... I do, I do, I do. But all I can do is think of you and pray for you several times a day. I hope things get better soon. And yes, we mothers really would do anything for our children...and our friends. HUGS!Suzerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05996943669563221097noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20503615.post-1162131226394284062006-10-29T09:13:00.000-05:002006-10-29T09:13:00.000-05:00I wish I was there to do those things...I wish I was there to do those things...JBTWhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10608563828128506017noreply@blogger.com