tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36183952.post5750497186219066502..comments2024-03-28T19:48:00.261-05:00Comments on JUST ME: The little child withinDonna. Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18393352099473686196noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36183952.post-60702521706130950092015-12-13T17:28:59.984-06:002015-12-13T17:28:59.984-06:00Donna, when Erin was four she had ovarian cancer!!...Donna, when Erin was four she had ovarian cancer!! I prayed for help, strength , guidance and still I fell apart <br />Daily at Arkansas children's hospital. Erin felt may fear when she came out of surgery. They had informed us<br />The cancer was malignant. She said-- don't worry momma I saw Jesus and he said I would be okay and she was!!!<br />Precious savior who holds me in his hand!!Galla Creekhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36183952.post-1429386684733963092015-12-13T13:07:53.666-06:002015-12-13T13:07:53.666-06:00I so enjoy what you have to tell us, Donna. I app...I so enjoy what you have to tell us, Donna. I appreciate it when it hits home with me. I also am a poet--not a very good one--as is my Sister Fleta--so your poetry brings pleasure to me. I know how difficult it is to make it read just right and fit together in verse, but most important to "get across" the message you are sending. Galla Creekhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36183952.post-73059122393068277882015-12-13T11:26:30.201-06:002015-12-13T11:26:30.201-06:00Donna, you've hit the proverbial nail on the h...Donna, you've hit the proverbial nail on the head with this post (and that's not false flattery). I can fully identify with your thoughts and I'm glad you decided to share the poem. Blogging is indeed a necessary form of validation for us gentle souls who secretly crave it. Also, I especially like to blog because I (most of the time) feel free to express my thoughts without worrying about being censored by an editor.<br /><br />The child in me constantly cries out for praise - mostly because my father was always so brutally critical. My Mom always praised me, but her encouragement was immediately cut down by the sharp blade of my father's vile words and constant negativity. To this day, I am extremely sensitive to any kind of criticism. This sensitivity is my foremost weakness.<br /><br />Anyway, your wonderful post brightened my dreary birthday (yea, I'm another year older).Jonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02619128793632680659noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36183952.post-1097075867177339832015-12-13T07:07:41.394-06:002015-12-13T07:07:41.394-06:00I think we all need some praise now and then. I t...I think we all need some praise now and then. I try to that for my grandchildren and children as often as I can. Praising them is my way of telling them how much they are appreciated. I'm sure your tractor club appreciated you too. I'm mostly known as 'MA'https://www.blogger.com/profile/12107548726472541669noreply@blogger.com