tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580015596823556455.post5906193070424108357..comments2023-10-15T23:25:45.564-07:00Comments on The Pump Station & Nurtury Blog<br>: For our mother’s sake:Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14384186248338977438noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580015596823556455.post-28077132180048206382009-10-20T22:24:34.976-07:002009-10-20T22:24:34.976-07:00Dear Jessica, my wonderful friend from nursing sch...Dear Jessica, my wonderful friend from nursing school in Boston.....<br />What a moving and heartfelt tribute to your dear Mother. Our Mothers were such delightful nurturing, patient, and lovinglykind women. I know you are following in your Mom's footsteps, as I do mine. I am grateful to have had the opportunity to spend so much time with her especially toward the end of her long illness and I still wish for one more cup of coffee and a long chat, but alas, the memory suffices. May God bless you and your family always. Peace and Love, Kathy ReissKathy Reiss at kathyreiss@hotmail.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580015596823556455.post-12454223756614977302009-02-11T08:22:00.000-08:002009-02-11T08:22:00.000-08:00Jessica, what a beautiful tribute to your mother a...Jessica, what a beautiful tribute to your mother and a reminder to all mothers of the love that binds us so dearly. I am lucky enough to still have my mom and treasure her every moment, as you know. I did not have the opportunity to meet your mom, but know what kind of woman she must have been to bring up the kind of woman you are. I am fortunate to have you as a close friend in my live and treasure you and your family.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580015596823556455.post-63527136257604971682009-02-09T23:46:00.000-08:002009-02-09T23:46:00.000-08:00I was privileged to have known Etty Bernstein. To ...I was privileged to have known Etty Bernstein. To know her was to love her, so "treasure" was richly apt, but Jessica's word is salutary to all about who mothers are and what they mean. If you're lucky enough to have yours, you know you'll always be her treasure. Don't wait until it's too late to make sure she knows she's also yours.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580015596823556455.post-22597155079879132862009-02-09T22:30:00.000-08:002009-02-09T22:30:00.000-08:00absolutely beautiful!what a wonderful picture!absolutely beautiful!<BR/>what a wonderful picture!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580015596823556455.post-63918872583530887642009-02-05T12:38:00.000-08:002009-02-05T12:38:00.000-08:00Thanks a million for this. It brought forth tears...Thanks a million for this. It brought forth tears of realization. The perfection in my world is that my mother is still alive...despite her imperfections (and mine). She loves me and my little son dearly...an other worldly bond I better appreciate as I have now assumed the role of a mother.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com