tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1487793186537608826.post8099020797162760000..comments2012-03-19T07:27:38.120-07:00Comments on La Vida Davila: My MomStaceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06280742992547556271noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1487793186537608826.post-71911546088033849612012-03-19T07:26:06.959-07:002012-03-19T07:26:06.959-07:00Thanks, cousin. Wise words, indeed!Thanks, cousin. Wise words, indeed!Staceyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06280742992547556271noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1487793186537608826.post-11336504571591760072012-03-17T13:22:45.097-07:002012-03-17T13:22:45.097-07:00Lovely pictures and memories. Think of the happy t...Lovely pictures and memories. Think of the happy times and count the bad ones as fleeting occurrences that we must endure in order for the happy times to be more vivid, more precious, more meaningful, MORE sacred. I think of it like dreary days in between pretty ones. We need the rain in order to have the beautiful flowers.Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13351572652678268361noreply@blogger.com