tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175271927659610874.post8445362587759854052..comments2014-11-12T17:31:36.800-05:00Comments on No Clue In Virginia: Memories From a Broken HeartJersey Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08790354208252157633noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175271927659610874.post-60997611587054761732014-11-12T17:31:36.800-05:002014-11-12T17:31:36.800-05:00what sweet and tender memories. how true, Johnny t...what sweet and tender memories. how true, Johnny those departed may not be with us physically but sometimes we get to feel them in spirit until the day we meet them again : ) take care my friends, lean on each other and the day will come when this pain becomes more of a dull ache that yes, you still carry around with you. LuanneAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175271927659610874.post-41165836517978018682014-11-12T12:53:47.738-05:002014-11-12T12:53:47.738-05:00Beautifully written Dear. This is her house as mu...Beautifully written Dear. This is her house as much as ours, we miss her terribly. Once in a while, when you are sitting alone, just talk to her Babe, she hears you. You might even feel her smiling at you or maybe it might feel like someone just put an arm around your shoulder, it'll be her. Johnnynoreply@blogger.com