tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5956447.post110807438796245169..comments2023-06-24T04:54:56.706-04:00Comments on Hands In The Dirt: the day after ash wednesdayDonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08348048990003701953noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5956447.post-1109624282810900002005-02-28T15:58:00.000-05:002005-02-28T15:58:00.000-05:00This blog is brimming with great writing. Thank yo...This blog is brimming with great writing. Thank you! I have a post about Ash Wednesday from a non-Episcopalian point of view; you might especially be interested in my Episcopalian brother's comments. And in his blog: http://burntends.blogspot.com. Your writing is a gift.~Janhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01750776445282454574noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5956447.post-1108408264269680942005-02-14T14:11:00.000-05:002005-02-14T14:11:00.000-05:00Someone wrote recently that it does not get easier...Someone wrote recently that it does not get easier to deal with death, and I have to agree. We can't fast forward through grieving.<br /><br />But there is an age (or sometimes the role one plays) where one must realize that life on this earth is finite.Donhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08348048990003701953noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5956447.post-1108143954893055092005-02-11T12:45:00.000-05:002005-02-11T12:45:00.000-05:00I'm a nurse who works with end-stage kidney diesea...I'm a nurse who works with end-stage kidney diesease patients and my entire interaction with these people is a journey to their end. A week after a teen driving tragedy that took 3 young lives, my nieghbor was still talking with amazement about daily life without them in the community. It was then that I realized the basic difference between us: she got up evey morning expecting that everyone she knows will still be alive and I get up in the morning expecting that someone I know will have died.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com