tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post7820063877317941860..comments2023-11-05T06:01:48.452-06:00Comments on my life on the lane: stella was the mom...danihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-40192826048041228862014-01-11T20:07:46.339-06:002014-01-11T20:07:46.339-06:00Dani, you are and have been a friend to so many. ...Dani, you are and have been a friend to so many. Such a sweet post,and while reading I was remembering my granddaughter doing the same for my mom; she was 13 and still has that heart that you do. You're both inspirations.<br /><br />xoxo Sallyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02865722713732049339noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-69831436144480808212014-01-11T15:53:49.903-06:002014-01-11T15:53:49.903-06:00This is about the sweetest thing I've ever re...This is about the sweetest thing I've ever read, Dani. My mom was buried with pink polish on her toes. Never in her life had she wanted a color on her toes, preferring natural, but I knew that someone at Breckinridge place had cared enough about her in her final days to do this kind and intimate thing. I figured she could carry that love to glory. Bless you for going the extra mile to show your love for Stella. And for sharing some of the background for your loving spirit.Betty Normentnoreply@blogger.com