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Welcome to the new space! I thought it would be better to not use Caring Bridge bandwith, now that we're not tracking Dave's illness, so I'm officially moving the site to here. Come on in, grab some coffee, put your feet up and stay a while!


  1. ChelleBelle:

    These days, everything reminds me of where we were last year, so full of pain for Rob and still hoping -- for me -- that he would once again be my miracle man. I am just so lonely for him that I can hardly breathe.

    I think you have the right idea. I cannot seem to update our CB page anymore either. Perhaps it is because we have moved beyond that place to this one, one we will never share with Dave and Rob. My heart is always with you and the kids, and I keep up with you through wonderful Dee. My pot of Tear Soup is quite large, and still very salty, not nearly ready for the freezer. But I am always grateful that you are on this road with me, whatever the form it takes.

    Love always,


  2. Welcome to the world of blog Chelle!! Looking forward to hanging out in your new space!
    New beginnings, fresh start, turning the corner and all that....let's hope so.

    Blog On !

    Love to you,
    Cathy B.
    w/o Lou dx inoperable gbm 10/04

  3. Michelle . . . .
    Changes in our lives; from cambridge to blog. So many things change don't they! Your journey although so painful for you has continued to be so helpful and encouraging for others. You are so full of wisdom and love for others.

  4. I love the new space. Love the pictures of Kate and the recital and her bookend brothers. : ) So glad they were there! I'll miss the old place online, but this is nice. It does feel like a real visit! Oh, by the way, I found a few athletic socks after the furniture was moved out of the old place. Figured they belonged to one of the guys.

  5. Good Night Michelle, was just visiting Cathy. Hope your having a restful week. God Bless You and the Kids.
    Michelle so proud to sign:
    Team Meyer


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