tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839920291483286087.post3271148119661035174..comments2024-03-03T20:03:44.576-05:00Comments on Digging the Durrants: Nice family Thanksgiving by the beachAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05728705326966219534noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839920291483286087.post-60974553114897951612008-12-02T08:40:00.000-05:002008-12-02T08:40:00.000-05:00thanks camilla--cheesy or not i really appreciate ...thanks camilla--cheesy or not i really appreciate it. i've been so humbled by friends and family showing me love and not judging. it's gonna be tough but a necessary step. i'm actually at peace and am looking forward to what's next. i'm ready to move on. <BR/><BR/>those cement walls can get freaky! :DAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05728705326966219534noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839920291483286087.post-2413329731253467022008-12-01T15:40:00.000-05:002008-12-01T15:40:00.000-05:00Sounds like a good Thanksgiving. I'm so proud of y...Sounds like a good Thanksgiving. I'm so proud of you for talking to your Bishop. That sounds cheesy, sorry. I just know that it takes courage.<BR/><BR/>I remember the days of learner's permits. Chris must have been stoked to drive so much! The first time my parents had me drive on a long trip was to Utah. I drove at night and was next to those big cement walls for construction. I almost freaked so I had to pull over and hand over the reins. Fun memory.Camillahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01161721671511447098noreply@blogger.com