tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221151616674180073.post6901266241806332811..comments2024-03-26T02:07:02.561-04:00Comments on Vijaya Bodach: The WeaverVijayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07876606729146077830noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221151616674180073.post-40275217124159501652016-03-08T10:30:53.984-05:002016-03-08T10:30:53.984-05:00Faith, that's got to be comforting! And I don&...Faith, that's got to be comforting! And I don't think I know a single person who makes their own cloth or carpet. I used to be fascinated watching the women make lace in Belgium. It looked so complicated and I don't know how they managed to make such intricate designs. My mother could knit anything ... ah, the lost arts.<br /><br />Mirka, Marcia and Jenni, I love it when a writer captures what I feel in my heart! Vijayahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07876606729146077830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221151616674180073.post-33306506834178615552016-03-07T19:20:20.828-05:002016-03-07T19:20:20.828-05:00I've never heard of this poem before, but this...I've never heard of this poem before, but this is how things seem to me, especially when life doesn't make sense. God always has a plan.Jennihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13139361928785566916noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221151616674180073.post-5603249537923077422016-03-07T09:10:53.336-05:002016-03-07T09:10:53.336-05:00What a beautiful poem, thanks for sharing!What a beautiful poem, thanks for sharing!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221151616674180073.post-31183721004717190822016-03-06T00:17:21.900-05:002016-03-06T00:17:21.900-05:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.turkiye-escorthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12280224824404030905noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221151616674180073.post-52321052691920211812016-03-04T16:14:50.825-05:002016-03-04T16:14:50.825-05:00This is the way it feels to me, too. <3This is the way it feels to me, too. <3Mirka Breenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00653086859905415156noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221151616674180073.post-90589538286088353952016-03-04T12:55:45.191-05:002016-03-04T12:55:45.191-05:00Mark's mother was a weaver, and a few days aft...Mark's mother was a weaver, and a few days after she died of cancer, Mark's dad found this poem among her things. It felt like she was telling us not to worry.Faith E. Houghhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03823750019164801104noreply@blogger.com