tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663822113275334627.post7149773860413139635..comments2023-06-18T09:02:57.697-04:00Comments on life at mannchester estate: Took me by surprisethe family of mannchester estatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01989615450493104842noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663822113275334627.post-6351325597002039212010-09-21T08:06:52.165-04:002010-09-21T08:06:52.165-04:00She is so gorgeous - I absolutely love that smile,...She is so gorgeous - I absolutely love that smile, those cheeks, and those beautiful eyes!Erinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18249267557637012592noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663822113275334627.post-29986689099579434142010-09-09T13:42:32.090-04:002010-09-09T13:42:32.090-04:00I didn't notice the straps until you pointed t...I didn't notice the straps until you pointed them out. It may be the make up of your family, it leaves folks wondering. We get it all the time and don't even notice it too much anymore.Feliciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05558893889667088182noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663822113275334627.post-50692022376190205972010-09-07T20:41:01.431-04:002010-09-07T20:41:01.431-04:00She is unspeakably beautiful... I am so drawn to h...She is unspeakably beautiful... I am so drawn to her eyes and smile; all I see is Abigail too, even though as someone who deals with NF every day too, I'm looking for it...<br /><br />Grief is a process; and I think it becomes a part of you. I don't think it ever really loses its ability to take your breath away, though. Grief and joy dance together so closely sometimes, it's difficult to tell them apart.Thelmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12977690588816196534noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663822113275334627.post-33263615335469471942010-09-07T17:35:49.489-04:002010-09-07T17:35:49.489-04:00it is ok to grieve. i hate that it hits so quickly...it is ok to grieve. i hate that it hits so quickly and without warning. it'd be nice if there was a speed bump first! i will say this, and i'm not saying it to be saying it, i didn't notice the straps. i don't understand why people stare. they're silly. i'd say something else, but i'm trying to be nice.<br /><br />anyway. all i saw was abigail, bright and funny, sweet and loved. i saw her joy in ballet, her funny little girl stance that was all proud and shy at once. i've never met her, but she overflows with love.<br /><br />i know you know that. but it's ok to grieve too, to hurt for all those mean things that people do and say unthinkingly.tumbleweedgirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05266633939271140627noreply@blogger.com