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<channel><title><![CDATA[Blog4Change.org - Comments for article: Time is the great healer]]></title><link>http://www.blog4change.org</link><description /><language>en-us</language><copyright><![CDATA[http://www.blog4change.org]]></copyright><generator>N/A</generator><webMaster>webmaster@blog4change.org</webMaster><lastBuildDate>Sat, 13 Jun 2026 15:25:43 UTC</lastBuildDate><ttl>20</ttl><item><title><![CDATA[Time is the great healer]]></title><link>http://www.blog4change.org/articles/945/1/Time-is-the-great-healer/Page1.html#Comment4486</link><description><![CDATA[I suddenly lost my grandfather 4 months ago. I thought I had dealt with it until all of a sudden I was thrown into another wave of grief. I didn't know that could happen. It hurts, but I can recognize it and get the help I need before it becomes a problem. Thank you for your blog. :)<br/><br/>
Comment posted by Finding Strength at 12:29 am, Mon 1st Sep 2014]]></description><author>no@spam.com (Finding Strength)</author><pubDate><![CDATA[Mon, 01 Sep 2014 00:29:48 UTC]]></pubDate><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.blog4change.org/articles/945/1/Time-is-the-great-healer/Page1.html#Comment4486</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Time is the great healer]]></title><link>http://www.blog4change.org/articles/945/1/Time-is-the-great-healer/Page1.html#Comment2722</link><description><![CDATA[Tender Heart...I understand the meaning behind your name probably because I also chose a "pen" name to represent me online which means peace. Something I've sought my whole life long. I understand your pen name because well...it means something to you, it represents you and the kindness, tenderness, generosity of the caring soul which resides in your tender heart.

I feel for you. My heart goes out to you. I wish I could give you the comfort you seek. Time is indeed a healer as I have found. You'll have good days and bad days for awhile. But eventually, the good days will outnumber the bad. And after a time has gone by, I hope you will be able to find that your mother lives on in you and that the memory of her and your time here together brings you joy and comfort. And that, you can still talk with her. Maybe there will be even times when you feel her around you. I know that sounds crazy but there are times when I feel the essence of  those that have gone on before me still around me even yet. Perhaps it comes to me in a song, a memory, a butterfly or even something that would be so typical of them or something they would say or like. It has brought me much comfort in my bleak days of having lost someone very close to me. And sometimes it's not for us to understand till way later the why's of it all.

For example, my aunt whom I was closed to passed away in Oct. 2001 right after 911. We had to make the long trek back to where she was being buried. And before the funeral, we had stopped at a grocery store to get supplies needed to make a dish for the lunch afterwards as we wanted to bring a plate as well. I walked in and saw this huge teddy bear balloon in the shape of a heart. I could not take my eyes off of it as it spun and danced there. I almost bought it for the funeral as my aunt collected teddy bears and loved them! But, the balloon was sooo large and appeared to be to "happy" a balloon for such an occasion as a funeral that I walked by it many times and even looked for a smaller one. Finally, I chastised myself and decided I had to buy it for the thought kept nagging at me to buy it. I bought it but then did not want to take it into the funeral place because I thought everyone would think I was weird for bringing a balloon to such a solemn occasion. I went in twice and came back out to get it. On the third time, I just hurried up and did it and took it inside in a hurry to not be seen with it for fear someone would think me odd. When I get into the service where my aunt lay at the front, what was the first thing that caught my eye - but the huge heart shaped silver foil balloon with the teddy bear on it with a heart on it. Throughout the service, it danced and swayed and spun at the head of her open coffin and my eyes were constantly drawn to it. Once the sermon and service was over, I was relieved no one had made no comments about the balloon. And, I thought it was fitting to have it there and it did not seem to stand out too badly for such a sad occasion as this. When we went out for the graveside service and came up the hill to her resting place, guess what was the first thing I saw near the tent for the service - yes the dancing balloon tied to it. We all got out of our vehicles and came to stand next to and under the canopy and the graveside service starts. When what happens? I hear this pop and I think "OH no...the balloon popped and disrupted the service. (I could not see as I am short and there were others standing in front of me). Now who was the silly one for buying it...ME!!!" Agitated with myself, I listened to the service and cried and made my peace with my farewell to my beloved aunt. After the service, my aunts daughter came up, hugged me and thanked me for the balloon. I stood there shell shocked as she said, "Mom couldn't wait for her balloon, the popping noise you heard was the string that busted off and the balloon went heavenward. Thank you for getting it for her. She had to have it."

This is what I mean by the messages and gifts that will come to you if you open yourself to them. Blessings to you and I hope and pray that comfort will be yours to be found. I also hope I did not upset you by this.<br/><br/>
Comment posted by paxton at 9:30 am, Thu 30th Dec 2010]]></description><author>no@spam.com (paxton)</author><pubDate><![CDATA[Thu, 30 Dec 2010 09:30:57 UTC]]></pubDate><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.blog4change.org/articles/945/1/Time-is-the-great-healer/Page1.html#Comment2722</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Time is the great healer]]></title><link>http://www.blog4change.org/articles/945/1/Time-is-the-great-healer/Page1.html#Comment1166</link><description><![CDATA[Dear Tender Heart,

Why do you call yourself Tender Heart? When we all have tender hearts?
I was baptized September 28, 2008. I remember that day so clearly. All the people that were there, the dress I wore. 
And the emotion that overtook my pastors face when he started and ended the ceremony.


Well I just wanted to comment on this wonderful blog, that portrays nothing but the simple truth. Please, come check out my blogs. I have fear that I need to handle. You see; I have a Tender Heart. I don't have very many blogs yet, but I hope to increase my amount soon.
Thank you, for putting your valuable time-that you'll never get back- and efforts into keeping your blogs updated.
yours truly,

Fear of Hope<br/><br/>
Comment posted by By Fear of Hope at 12:55 am, Thu 31st Dec 2009]]></description><author>no@spam.com (By Fear of Hope)</author><pubDate><![CDATA[Thu, 31 Dec 2009 00:55:39 UTC]]></pubDate><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.blog4change.org/articles/945/1/Time-is-the-great-healer/Page1.html#Comment1166</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Time is the great healer]]></title><link>http://www.blog4change.org/articles/945/1/Time-is-the-great-healer/Page1.html#Comment1129</link><description><![CDATA[One day at a time, Lord, one day at a time.<br/><br/>
Comment posted by mmrite at 8:31 am, Sat 26th Dec 2009]]></description><author>no@spam.com (mmrite)</author><pubDate><![CDATA[Sat, 26 Dec 2009 08:31:17 UTC]]></pubDate><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.blog4change.org/articles/945/1/Time-is-the-great-healer/Page1.html#Comment1129</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Time is the great healer]]></title><link>http://www.blog4change.org/articles/945/1/Time-is-the-great-healer/Page1.html#Comment942</link><description><![CDATA[Oh Tender Heart, it breaks my heart to know you hurt, but rest assured that just as the Good Lord placed us here, He is here
for us, especially in times when we think He might not be. Remember
that precious story we see on so many posters called: Footprints?
Bless you.<br/><br/>
Comment posted by John Kitsco at 9:30 pm, Sun 29th Nov 2009]]></description><author>no@spam.com (John Kitsco)</author><pubDate><![CDATA[Sun, 29 Nov 2009 21:30:35 UTC]]></pubDate><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.blog4change.org/articles/945/1/Time-is-the-great-healer/Page1.html#Comment942</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Time is the great healer]]></title><link>http://www.blog4change.org/articles/945/1/Time-is-the-great-healer/Page1.html#Comment944</link><description><![CDATA[Oh yes, John, thank you....I LOVE "Footprints"!  It's been my favorite for a long time.  I believe with my whole heart that God sees our tears and blesses us...And like you say---We are NEVER alone!  
Jesus knew pain and He knew sorrow....<br/><br/>
Reply to Previous Comment by Tender Heart at 12:10 am, Mon 30th Nov 2009]]></description><author>no@spam.com (Tender Heart)</author><pubDate><![CDATA[Mon, 30 Nov 2009 00:10:24 UTC]]></pubDate><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.blog4change.org/articles/945/1/Time-is-the-great-healer/Page1.html#Comment944</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Time is the great healer]]></title><link>http://www.blog4change.org/articles/945/1/Time-is-the-great-healer/Page1.html#Comment850</link><description><![CDATA[I've come to realize that healing is going to be up to me.  After calling the crisis line during the middle of night last night, I've come to realize that professional help is on the horizon.  And an increase in the dosage of my anti-depressant.  (or another)

A major change has occured in my life and has taken its toll.  I've tried my best to conqure my depression, but as time has passed, it has worsened.

I know my depression has become "clinical".  And I also know I'm not alone and a major change in anyone's life can cause these things to happen.  

I am thankful for the wonderful doctors that are out there and the medications that can help.  Without them, we would have so many problems.  We have to become our own advocates.

And if you, too, my friends are suffering, get help.  We don't have to hurt....And we can enjoy the things we used to.<br/><br/>
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