Comments on: The Day My Source of Heat Died (repost) http://www.thispile.com/archives/the-day-my-source-of-heat-died-repost One Woman, Many Piles, Much Grace. Thu, 29 Jul 2010 18:23:58 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0 By: MOM http://www.thispile.com/archives/the-day-my-source-of-heat-died-repost/comment-page-1#comment-147295 MOM Thu, 15 Oct 2009 05:34:22 +0000 http://www.thispile.com/?p=4891#comment-147295 Oh, how wonderful your timing is for reposting your comments on the passing of Gordy. I happen to be in the midst of a dreary day, things not working right on several projects and a deep feeling of misery in not having Gordy here to give me wisdom in making good decisions. I love to hear how you miss him too. Your metaphor of the day your furnace didn't produce heat and warmth and the loss of your mentor Dad during your early years is so touching. Your writing is so emotionally charge for me and it makes me feel so very warm to remember his gentle way with you. I love you, Jen! Oh, how wonderful your timing is for reposting your comments on the passing of Gordy. I happen to be in the midst of a dreary day, things not working right on several projects and a deep feeling of misery in not having Gordy here to give me wisdom in making good decisions. I love to hear how you miss him too. Your metaphor of the day your furnace didn’t produce heat and warmth and the loss of your mentor Dad during your early years is so touching. Your writing is so emotionally charge for me and it makes me feel so very warm to remember his gentle way with you.

I love you, Jen!

]]> By: Veronica Sopher http://www.thispile.com/archives/the-day-my-source-of-heat-died-repost/comment-page-1#comment-147294 Veronica Sopher Tue, 13 Oct 2009 07:08:50 +0000 http://www.thispile.com/?p=4891#comment-147294 I read this post while at the office earlier today, and thought to myself: "Probably should only read Jen's blog at home from now on." Good thing I didn't wear mascara. It's a great post. I'm glad you reposted it. It took me back to that cold January when things were falling apart at home (Seattle) and my Grandpa was dying back home (Taiwan). And here I am today. Life kept going. Sometimes I forget Grandpa isn't there anymore, but at the same time, he is. Thanks, Jen. I read this post while at the office earlier today, and thought to myself: “Probably should only read Jen’s blog at home from now on.” Good thing I didn’t wear mascara. It’s a great post. I’m glad you reposted it. It took me back to that cold January when things were falling apart at home (Seattle) and my Grandpa was dying back home (Taiwan). And here I am today. Life kept going. Sometimes I forget Grandpa isn’t there anymore, but at the same time, he is.

Thanks, Jen.

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