tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3705770704945316407.post5454987909183519187..comments2023-04-05T07:00:16.893-07:00Comments on Black Ink Pad: When They Were HumansBarb Blackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11076090758278803414noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3705770704945316407.post-8160975613585328642014-09-03T18:41:19.317-07:002014-09-03T18:41:19.317-07:00Ah Barb, such beautiful writing, thank you for sha...Ah Barb, such beautiful writing, thank you for sharing your musings with us. I think we choose our parents. I know I often thank my daughter for choosing me to be her mom. She has taught me so very much. I'm sure your parents have said many prayers of thanks for you!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04936625576325183690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3705770704945316407.post-18458119964679827172014-09-03T08:25:47.033-07:002014-09-03T08:25:47.033-07:00Thanks, Craig!Thanks, Craig!Barb Blackhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11076090758278803414noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3705770704945316407.post-67566348310928336462014-09-03T08:17:09.848-07:002014-09-03T08:17:09.848-07:00I still remember the first time I realized that my...I still remember the first time I realized that my parents were people...humans...too. It was so surreal. And you write about it so well. Thanks for the post!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com