tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467695300141993139.post7323383632479696229..comments2024-01-05T05:25:08.038-06:00Comments on Stumbling Towards Perfect: AVERYday: Blessings and Vanilla Beans - Part 18Bridget McCarthyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15989230513113751517noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467695300141993139.post-18686171836899102032013-01-08T18:04:51.241-06:002013-01-08T18:04:51.241-06:00You know what else? You are a mother who lets her...You know what else? You are a mother who lets her children eat ice cream in the car. You are even more brave than I previously thought. ;) AND I also have to tell you that, crazily, I also do not love ice cream - except a really good vanilla. <br /><br />Also, it is a gift to be able to see the beauty in others. I wish more people had this gift. I love that you are voicing it.THE LETTS FAMILYhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07001340451719043247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467695300141993139.post-53656667869099445072013-01-07T18:54:37.303-06:002013-01-07T18:54:37.303-06:00Your children are all so beautiful. And that swirl...Your children are all so beautiful. And that swirly ice cream is making me hungry. What a great picture.Brennahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14745748691362829308noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467695300141993139.post-52589498245582014372013-01-06T13:19:40.231-06:002013-01-06T13:19:40.231-06:00Beautiful, Bridget. Yes, even in our grief, there ...Beautiful, Bridget. Yes, even in our grief, there is thankfulness. Strange but true. I think having been touched by our children, being blessed to have them call us mom, was a gift. Of course we thought it would last longer... <br />Love and Hugs from VA.Anna Whiston-Donaldsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14921348961654008115noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467695300141993139.post-15444390554624474392013-01-06T11:29:48.284-06:002013-01-06T11:29:48.284-06:00so beautiful, bridget. I love that you are making ...so beautiful, bridget. I love that you are making a conscious decision to see the goodness, the beauty, the blessings amidst your grief. what a gift you are giving yourself. so much love, as always, from me to you and yours.angiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05082497686002973176noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467695300141993139.post-66804133019070807692013-01-06T11:13:25.961-06:002013-01-06T11:13:25.961-06:00I love, love, love the pictures. I love the words ...I love, love, love the pictures. I love the words even more. So beautiful. So peaceful and brave.gradydoctorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10639816377218206777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467695300141993139.post-3029673342476699632013-01-06T11:01:35.132-06:002013-01-06T11:01:35.132-06:00Wonderfully written Bridget <3 perhaps that gen...Wonderfully written Bridget <3 perhaps that gentleman a few rows ahead had a special angel viewing with him <3 perhaps Avery was enjoying the show through him <3 Deanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03040942233066457857noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467695300141993139.post-70883413363607122662013-01-06T07:03:04.416-06:002013-01-06T07:03:04.416-06:00Beautifully said, Bridget ♥ I suddenly have a hank...Beautifully said, Bridget ♥ I suddenly have a hankerin' for some vanilla bean ice cream. Its 7am but what the hell!!Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15964422425833534059noreply@blogger.com