tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post8437838630021584074..comments2024-03-29T09:54:57.650+00:00Comments on Going Gently: We Walk The Same LineJohn Going Gentlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14958171262765033946noreply@blogger.comBlogger88125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-37932513476372967982016-09-15T23:04:49.744+00:002016-09-15T23:04:49.744+00:00Great post as usual John...made my cry. I am not ...Great post as usual John...made my cry. I am not being sycophantic by the way... but I am sick and when I'm sick... I cry easily!<br /><br /><br />Jo in Auckland, NZJOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01654932887735045108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-15040533035594821352016-09-15T23:02:05.476+00:002016-09-15T23:02:05.476+00:00Millicent... I would hope my last words would be &...Millicent... I would hope my last words would be "oh, shit" or some other expletive! Despite the sadness of the topic your post made me titter a bit.<br /><br />Jo in Auckland, NZJOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01654932887735045108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-43892414500843551272016-09-14T22:12:24.779+00:002016-09-14T22:12:24.779+00:00I second that. Dogs are part of the family. If yo...I second that. Dogs are part of the family. If you want an outdoor animal get a sheep!!Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04177854521955532744noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-56289061049331692552016-09-14T18:45:39.964+00:002016-09-14T18:45:39.964+00:00Well, you know, priests are soo prudent and bashfu...Well, you know, priests are soo prudent and bashful, it doesn't take much.... and I was wondering if that was Julie Andrews complete with singing birds and talking umbrella?? <br />I think he looks very nice, any ways!!!<br />As for the shocking part, I was of course not referring to your delightful choice of words...no no , I learn a lot about the english language though!Fairtraderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02517527131786415943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-22154337292630301562016-09-13T22:05:25.211+00:002016-09-13T22:05:25.211+00:00and he IS just like bloody Julie Andrewsand he IS just like bloody Julie AndrewsJohn Going Gentlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14958171262765033946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-10171016910396584252016-09-13T22:04:53.471+00:002016-09-13T22:04:53.471+00:00shocking?shocking?John Going Gentlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14958171262765033946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-32325633627923385602016-09-13T19:33:36.715+00:002016-09-13T19:33:36.715+00:00Apart from the Julie Andrews reference this was on...Apart from the Julie Andrews reference this was one of your sensible, touching and heartwarming posts. Other posts are always interesting, funny or somewhat shocking.<br />To be so alert when only half awake and recognize the solitude and deep sorrow of a stranger down the alley, that says a lot about John Gray. Thank you for reminding us of the line...Fairtraderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02517527131786415943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-46043371581602181272016-09-13T14:50:26.724+00:002016-09-13T14:50:26.724+00:00And the line goes so fast. It seems like yesterda...And the line goes so fast. It seems like yesterday that I was wondering what I wanted to do when I grew up.donna bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13507579686738843451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-74604514685282667602016-09-13T13:22:23.343+00:002016-09-13T13:22:23.343+00:00Love to have you hereLove to have you hereJohn Going Gentlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14958171262765033946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-81600965510115655552016-09-13T13:02:10.908+00:002016-09-13T13:02:10.908+00:00I found my way here via Codlins and Cream and I...I found my way here via Codlins and Cream and I'm very glad I did. What a beautiful and touching post.xYarrowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06662236319781194283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-20388531679495872552016-09-13T11:51:19.637+00:002016-09-13T11:51:19.637+00:00Once again, John, you've touched my heart. Bes...Once again, John, you've touched my heart. Best wishes from Downunder, Jan.Jan uit Perthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00310909549382047087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-56454039180774745682016-09-13T10:49:46.762+00:002016-09-13T10:49:46.762+00:00My dear MIL wanted to come home when we were told ...My dear MIL wanted to come home when we were told on the Friday that she was not going to recover from her cancer. We had to say no because we just couldn't have managed an extended stay at her house. It haunts me still. She died on the next Monday. If only the doctor had been more clear and honest about what was happening and how fast it would happen, we could have given her her wish. T.L. Merrybardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03713406934061779754noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-91014405649784826222016-09-13T10:45:47.051+00:002016-09-13T10:45:47.051+00:00If you only want outdoor dogs, don't get a dog...If you only want outdoor dogs, don't get a dog. It's a sad life, speaking of looking through lit windows you will never enter. T.L. Merrybardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03713406934061779754noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-70890321130721585882016-09-13T10:44:03.152+00:002016-09-13T10:44:03.152+00:00Beautiful writing and that song is an all time fav...Beautiful writing and that song is an all time fave and now also my and Rosie's song together. Everyone has a song with their dogs, right? With Buffy who has now gone on to be part of my high pack, our song was Power of Two by the Indigo Girls. T.L. Merrybardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03713406934061779754noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-72919517758482846272016-09-13T08:26:56.020+00:002016-09-13T08:26:56.020+00:00It's all about the cycle of life. I wish I co...It's all about the cycle of life. I wish I could come to terms with it. Maybe when I grow up? Mind you when it comes to me I'm fine with it. It's only other living beings that make it tough.Hedahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00953091713220195010noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-51602186411167346352016-09-13T02:49:29.929+00:002016-09-13T02:49:29.929+00:00You should work in a hospice and take your dogs wi...You should work in a hospice and take your dogs with you as therapy dogs. I just visited my Mom who has been in the hospital on and off since june and took our dog who adores her. The staff encourages pet visits and says the patients improve with each visit.(as long as William doesn't poo on the walls!)Jan Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04792206979656707142noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-39567638671132249732016-09-13T02:20:00.319+00:002016-09-13T02:20:00.319+00:00A friend of mine worked at the West Iskand Pallist...A friend of mine worked at the West Iskand Pallistive Care Residence in Montreal for more than 10 years. A non profit organization, the nursing staff works together as an incredible team providing support for the patients and families. These same professionals, on their own time fund raise to ensure the Residence continues to exist. Having attended Numerous fundraisers I had an opportunity to meet some of the staff. Having read your blog for several years now John you would be a wonderful addition to a hospice staff - as they are truly exceptional individuals. Cookiequeenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11451909878300591255noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-38441748380939653722016-09-13T01:03:50.411+00:002016-09-13T01:03:50.411+00:00September has become a month of beginnings and of ...September has become a month of beginnings and of endings. I was born in a september my parents died in a september 10 days apart. I was with each of them at their passing, and it was the 55th year of their marriage in 2005. Mom did not want to die at home and did not. Dad had no plans to die. He simply stood up at 11 PM and fell down. His last words were "oh, shit". He did have a sense of humor. And i have been caring for my sister ever since. I too say oh shit and quite frequently. September has always brought change...the one true constant.Millicenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00310566458995263259noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-83325695134408658942016-09-12T23:57:31.739+00:002016-09-12T23:57:31.739+00:00IF I had dogs indoors, I would not walk them early...IF I had dogs indoors, I would not walk them early. I value my sleep, so they would have to be outdoor dogs!<br /><br />That was such a sad poem/song!Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14991571309786149363noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-66799600842992311192016-09-12T22:50:59.330+00:002016-09-12T22:50:59.330+00:00Would be nice to think there was someone, John.Would be nice to think there was someone, John.Jimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11199777195853274898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-45494954773177221832016-09-12T22:50:01.517+00:002016-09-12T22:50:01.517+00:00Would be nice to think there was someone, John.Would be nice to think there was someone, John.Jimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11199777195853274898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-65836059789142912016-09-12T22:07:08.104+00:002016-09-12T22:07:08.104+00:00Hahaha What does he DO? Sings loudly in the shower...Hahaha What does he DO? Sings loudly in the shower, watches the early news on TV? Maybe he could tone it down a little, or let the doggies out himself? When my pug stays w/ friends who both get up at 5 AM, they have to carry him home to my house before work, not even food will get a pug up at 5 AM.<br />Lizzy Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13925662100321427762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-33318183651661158722016-09-12T20:47:00.947+00:002016-09-12T20:47:00.947+00:00When we drive home at night I always look at lit w...When we drive home at night I always look at lit windows and wonder what might be happening beyond....BadPennyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09889591351222591488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-17887240321774698362016-09-12T20:41:10.684+00:002016-09-12T20:41:10.684+00:00The oroblem is the proff who is loud when getting ...The oroblem is the proff who is loud when getting up, he wakes the dogsJohn Going Gentlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14958171262765033946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-79573141848575090422016-09-12T20:40:10.105+00:002016-09-12T20:40:10.105+00:00Pat, me thinks you are a force of nature to be rec...Pat, me thinks you are a force of nature to be recon with John Going Gentlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14958171262765033946noreply@blogger.com