tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1972912984919271871.post1065611181928281240..comments2023-11-05T00:54:55.976-07:00Comments on Cranberry Corner: Remembering, Part OneJennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16015165553390298826noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1972912984919271871.post-9352692504073117892010-05-19T18:30:10.119-07:002010-05-19T18:30:10.119-07:00I remember. When word got back to the house, I got...I remember. When word got back to the house, I got on my bike and tried to find you. No one knew exactly where you were..but I rode a pretty long distance for a 7 year old. I believe we were all told not to talk to you about it. I tried to type you out a letter on that old green screened computer in mom and dad's room and when I printed it out, I was scolded and told not to give it to you. I was just curious and NO ONE was saying anything. We knew the accident had happened and what the outcome was..and some other things you haven't written about yet..but were always told to never bring it up with you because it would make you cry. No one wanted Jenna to cry over something she felt so awful about. <br /><br /> I love you. It's almost 6 years since my nasty accident (also on the way to go see the man I would marry) and it's still hard. I take anxiety meds for it because I can't even drive without needing Pepto. Seriously. I know what you're talking about when you just hear over and over in your mind the grinding of metal and shattering glass. And you question yourself..why? Why did I have to go to the bathroom? (why did I have to turn left when right would have been so much easier and quicker?) We're very lucky to both have come out alive in both cases..though our hearts may still hurt from the events.<br /><br />I love you, darling..hopefully writing it all out will help you to feel peace.Abbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13772859120482774595noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1972912984919271871.post-48033816274890203262010-05-17T20:58:44.929-07:002010-05-17T20:58:44.929-07:00I had to drop my hand from my open mouth to type a...I had to drop my hand from my open mouth to type a comment. Whoa. That's not something I even want to imagine. And yet, it could so easily happen to anyone.Annette Lyonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12493583432919249814noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1972912984919271871.post-20349285549384261082010-05-17T10:54:51.144-07:002010-05-17T10:54:51.144-07:00See that? Even my own family has never really hea...See that? Even my own family has never really heard me talk about it! But, it's time.Jennahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16015165553390298826noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1972912984919271871.post-81176937200491054362010-05-17T10:43:24.232-07:002010-05-17T10:43:24.232-07:00I too have heard this story, but not all the detai...I too have heard this story, but not all the details. And even though you've only told the first part of the story, it's already brought tears to my eyes. I too, hope you have been able to find some peace. Love you!Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01497767747485229338noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1972912984919271871.post-32694066163394815862010-05-16T19:47:48.577-07:002010-05-16T19:47:48.577-07:00I've never heard all of the details of that ac...I've never heard all of the details of that accident but I was thinking about it a few days ago. How strange. And so horrible. I can't even begin to imagine how it's affected you. I love you my sister.Hannahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07715772371822293682noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1972912984919271871.post-46965607881836020372010-05-16T17:23:51.781-07:002010-05-16T17:23:51.781-07:00Oh, Jenna... I can only imagine the feelings you h...Oh, Jenna... I can only imagine the feelings you have as you recall this event. It's weird... I was recently thinking about it when I heard a vaguely similar story and wondered how you felt all these years later. I hope that along with all of your other feelings there is also peace.Jennifer https://www.blogger.com/profile/10569160184427486432noreply@blogger.com