In a few weeks, this website will be rebuilt (better than it was before). In talking with Eric Schuster (who’s doing the re-design), I told him (many times), “I need to know that the comments will remain in place.”

Eric offered many patient reassurances that my 5,591 comments weren’t going anywhere. I was greatly relieved.

To those who have faithfully followed this blog, you know the backstory. My husband committed suicide in April 2016. The man that I thought was the love of my life – was murdered – by the man that I thought was the love of my life.

For more than two years, I struggled mightily to keep going forward. More than a few times, I bluntly and boldly asked anyone still reading this blog to pray for me. In response, many readers not only covered me in their love and their prayers, but they left a comment at this site. Those comments have been such a blessing, a veritable life ring, tossed out to me as I struggled to keep my head above the dark and bone-chilling waves of despair and loss.

And then on September 5, 2018, I bled to death, had a heart attack and died. I was dead (no heart beat and no blood pressure) for more than 10 minutes. I still wonder – how did I come back from that? The odds of a 59-year-old woman surviving such a catastrophic event are infinitesimally small. And, as the angels promised, I came back whole and well. No lingering effects.

How is such a thing possible? It’s not – except for the fact that I have been surrounded in prayers and love. So thank you for that.

Even now, I still cherish every jot and tittle of these 5,591 comments. I re-read the love-based comments frequently, and every comment means so much to me. So thank you for your prayers. And thank you for the love behind those prayers.

And let’s  hope that dear Eric will successfully preserve the comments when this site is reborn! 😀

Below are some of my favorite comments from a previous blog.

AND – as always – please leave a comment!

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Dear Gemma has stayed right with me for years now.

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I love these bold comments. And I love bold prayers.

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Comments from fellow “suicide survivors” as we’re known (such as Rick) always touch my heart.

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Short but so very sweet. And touched me to tears.

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And here’s a little Sears House – “The Crescent” which was in Godfrey and was torn down in 2014.

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Sears Crescent, as seen in 1929.

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3904 Godfrey Road is just a memory now.

 

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