tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36183952.post8234827860257350493..comments2024-03-27T12:20:38.538-05:00Comments on JUST ME: HeavenDonna. Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18393352099473686196noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36183952.post-66314397250132487952017-02-01T20:17:03.906-06:002017-02-01T20:17:03.906-06:00Looking forward to your next post. Hope you are ...Looking forward to your next post. Hope you are okay!Galla Creekhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36183952.post-7065868363020969462017-01-24T11:32:27.177-06:002017-01-24T11:32:27.177-06:00It was sparse AND she wrote Donna was here, so THA...It was sparse AND she wrote Donna was here, so THAT says something. I don't believe in a heaven or a hell that we don't just create for ourselves, & I know I'm not in the process of creating a heaven lately, but you & Blue & Grandma together again. I sure do wish that for you, Donna. Who needs gold then?2023https://www.blogger.com/profile/06090347339729432098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36183952.post-11780282648934797092017-01-23T14:30:22.980-06:002017-01-23T14:30:22.980-06:00I love that song too, however, I am not gifted to ...I love that song too, however, I am not gifted to play an instrument. I was blessed to have both of my grandparents living in our yard growing up. We were in and out of their houses on a regular basis to visit with them and see if they had something good for us to eat, ha! But to also do the chores for them they needed. I could be so very happy if heaven was like our yard at home too, We had 49 acres us kids roamed on and built forts and trails on. Wendy kruethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05921074648456614644noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36183952.post-7732062499795467282017-01-23T14:16:50.829-06:002017-01-23T14:16:50.829-06:00What a heartwarming entry. I don't like to thi...What a heartwarming entry. I don't like to think of mansions and streets of gold either. I went to the church of Christ also, and never walked out those doors after a sermon and felt good about going to heaven. Too, too much fire and brimstone. I still don't feel like I will ever make it through those pearly gates. If I do, I just want to live somewhere where it's green everywhere, and be surrounded by my family. We can live in a shack, I don't care, as long as we are all together. I don't think heaven would be a happy place for me if I weren't surrounded by my loverd ones.Jackiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01536249007542596711noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36183952.post-48163934326619973922017-01-23T08:22:01.291-06:002017-01-23T08:22:01.291-06:00I like you sometimes wake to a song in my heart, b...I like you sometimes wake to a song in my heart, but never start playing one like you did I don't think I'm capable of doing much of anything until after I've had 3 cups of coffee and a couple of donuts. Ha!. Thoughts of heaven are wonderful things and I loved my grandmothers house too. What a great thought ! Heaven at grandmas house!I'm mostly known as 'MA'https://www.blogger.com/profile/12107548726472541669noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36183952.post-86078832482238878122017-01-22T21:35:12.686-06:002017-01-22T21:35:12.686-06:00I can visualize this and found it to be the perfec...I can visualize this and found it to be the perfect place to Rest in Peace too after you described it. "These days I want to go to Grandma's house when I die. I hope she has a house on 40 acres in heaven that looks and feels just like the home she had. The silence was amazing there..." TARYTERREhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14620999913159718018noreply@blogger.com