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My heart goes out to both of you my dear friend. I I'm going to keep her in
my prayer always.
----- Original Message -----
From: "Littlekat10" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Sunday, October 17, 2004 9:42 PM
Subject: Re: hello
> Yes it is wonderfrul to have a bestest friend and also painful when you
love
> some one so much and they are sick and backsliding and nobody knows
exactly
> what's wrong. It makes me hurt. I want her the way she was before this
> whole thing started. Sob.
>
> Littlekat
> ----- Original Message -----
> From: "Vicki and The Rors" <[log in to unmask]>
> To: <[log in to unmask]>
> Sent: Saturday, October 16, 2004 8:06 PM
> Subject: Re: hello
>
>
> Rhonda and Li'lekat, Isn't it wonderful to have a bestest friend? Smile.
>
> Vicki
>
> Vicki
>
> ----- Original Message -----
> From: "Rhonda" <[log in to unmask]>
> To: <[log in to unmask]>
> Sent: Saturday, October 16, 2004 3:54 PM
> Subject: Re: hello
>
>
> > I hope your bestest friend, I love that! feels better soon!
> > Rhonda
> > ----- Original Message -----
> > From: "Littlekat10" <[log in to unmask]>
> > To: <[log in to unmask]>
> > Sent: Saturday, October 16, 2004 10:32 AM
> > Subject: Re: hello
> >
> >
> > > I am spending my weekend between home and the hospital where my
bestest
> > > friend June is right now. Had viral encephalitis. In a coma all last
> > > weekend but doing better thank God!
> > >
> > > Littlekat
> > > ----- Original Message -----
> > > From: "Rhonda" <[log in to unmask]>
> > > To: <[log in to unmask]>
> > > Sent: Friday, October 15, 2004 3:31 PM
> > > Subject: hello
> > >
> > >
> > > The weather has turned fall like here in Georgia. Lovely to open the
> > > windows and let in some fresh air.
> > > Not too much planned for the weekend, grocery shopping, laundry, the
> > usual.
> > >
> > > Hope all of you have a nice weekend!
> > >
> > > Rhonda
> > >
> > >
> > > I believe that friends are quiet angels who lift us to our feet
> > > when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.
> > >
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