tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3956282559750487168.post7232095140256424804..comments2023-06-10T04:20:53.911-05:00Comments on Life From The Porch: Pouring the Concrete DrivewayAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13343169479240819918noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3956282559750487168.post-32494381698864761432008-11-10T16:56:00.000-06:002008-11-10T16:56:00.000-06:00i admire your strength terry and what you are goin...i admire your strength terry and what you are going through.<BR/><BR/>it must be so hard. i agree with you on not wanting the house there for the opening. it may not mean much to anyone else but....nancyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06515915145263951789noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3956282559750487168.post-77960974323122821642008-11-10T16:09:00.000-06:002008-11-10T16:09:00.000-06:00I feel like that when I go over to my parents hous...I feel like that when I go over to my parents house to check on it periodically. Just a cold feeling mixed with a boatload of emotion.<BR/><BR/>I so understand how you feel:(¸.•*´)ღ¸.•*´Chrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14216410996038420854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3956282559750487168.post-46542103794113116172008-11-10T10:08:00.000-06:002008-11-10T10:08:00.000-06:00I haven't been past my mom and dad's house since t...I haven't been past my mom and dad's house since the day we closed on it. I don't know that I can ever go back. I give you a lot of kudos for seeing this through and I also understand the emotional exhaustion.~Betsyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16022026685666792412noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3956282559750487168.post-41651773857579518462008-11-10T08:42:00.000-06:002008-11-10T08:42:00.000-06:00Please tell me that you at least wrote your name i...Please tell me that you at least wrote your name in the wet cement.Lori1955https://www.blogger.com/profile/13577511412878343491noreply@blogger.com