tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013340946541374911.post2819190350615513181..comments2023-11-23T21:19:19.372-08:00Comments on The Green Bathtub: A Story A Week: BlessingA.L. Sonnichsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11358456786727534289noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013340946541374911.post-1879472292276151022010-06-09T17:31:25.953-07:002010-06-09T17:31:25.953-07:00Amy...That was gorgeous! What are you going to do...Amy...That was gorgeous! What are you going to do with these stories? I hope you are planning on submitting them somewhere...Sharon K. Mayhewhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07799235347319851345noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013340946541374911.post-50987650458307851262010-06-09T17:15:27.499-07:002010-06-09T17:15:27.499-07:00This is a wonderful story! I can't believe onl...This is a wonderful story! I can't believe only three words became the springboard. You are a very talented lady.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013340946541374911.post-72298665165108220092010-06-09T17:15:18.208-07:002010-06-09T17:15:18.208-07:00"She well remembered when her own children we..."She well remembered when her own children were little, how she’d beg Donald to take them out for a spell, how she’d revel in their absence, soak in the silence.<br /><br />It wasn’t that way with Toby....[T]he house seemed lonely and over-large when they weren’t somewhere around it."<br /><br />This is lovely, Amy. I've never been a grandparent, but this seems to capture it beautifully.Krista Van Dolzerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08830193414560232842noreply@blogger.com