tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2892035359295266755.post5053158350185081560..comments2023-10-26T07:14:04.507-04:00Comments on Shananigans: Letters to a Kindred SpiritShannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01658767257111698249noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2892035359295266755.post-22137926733828490962011-02-15T22:13:11.970-05:002011-02-15T22:13:11.970-05:00We walked to "the" mailbox this morning-...We walked to "the" mailbox this morning--over a mile from the ramp near the street. The messages were so personally moving for us. Loss of a mate. Joyful expressions of God's beauty. Missing those who have already gone before them. Prayers for those who are dreading deaths and separation. Some just fun, simple words like one from a child: "I just love the beach. Don't you?"Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2892035359295266755.post-70394577909377119682009-08-09T14:11:22.610-04:002009-08-09T14:11:22.610-04:00Hi,
I was there this past week. I know a little ...Hi,<br /><br />I was there this past week. I know a little bit about the mailbox history. The web site and the real mailbox are not related in any way.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2892035359295266755.post-3097658373698032762009-07-30T09:49:15.657-04:002009-07-30T09:49:15.657-04:00I just walked there this morning. I saw the sunri...I just walked there this morning. I saw the sunrise on the way. Then I left a note in one of the notebooks. Beatiful place where you can sense the great love of God for us. Thanks for sharing your thoughts, kindred spirit.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com