When my Grandson was taken from us suddenly with a massive heart attack at age 32 our family decided that we would always end conversations with an “I Love You” and a Hug if the person was by us. What great Joy we have in doing this. Thank You for bringing this to me. God Bless You Always Steve. I Love You sent with a Hug.
THIS POEM GETS RIGHT TO THE THRILL OF BEING IN LOVE. THERE IS DEFINATELY A DIFFERENCE IN LOVING AND BEING IN LOVE ( IN MY OPINION) I LOVE A LOT OF PEOPLE BUT IN LOVE WITH ONLY ONE AT A TIME. I LOVE THIS POEM. LOVE IS A BEAUTIFUL THING. I AM GLAD IT IS HERE. GOD IS GOOD ALL THE TIME. BE BLESSED
Hill Dear I am willing to here from you too, as we always need others to lean upon and that is something OUR SAVIOR JESUS CHRIST wants us to do is share the love that has been instilled by HIS great love. This was a beatufiful message for all of GODS children Steve and I thank you over and over again.
You can call me hill, many time yes I feel lonely.Because I want to look strong and it always happens that strong people are left alone. Rodica I like to be in touch with you, and on many points I do need wise friends.But I don’t want my information on public.I will send you massag in the forums of net hug.And my real name is totaly diffrent.Lonely Hill is what I feel and almost look like when I am on some mission kidding
As I am lonely hill, somebody send me the card it was long time ago in 2007.And it means something.But Rodica I know you as I were using nethug.You are very nice I like to read lots of your comments most of the time. I am not regular as I use to be before.
Hi, friend…how to call you?
What do you mean by “lost child”? I know you had one comment …but I didn’t know, as I’m not sure now…is
about me…
I don’t know your email address…and I didn’t send to you something …I only use to write on this site…because I like the creativity…and I think is creditable for all the controversial pursuit about the right,
good, dignity…and the way to find the serenity…
Hi Rodica, I am also honoured to be your friend. But the word “If” is confusing me. Are you lost child ? or not.
Ofcours it is pleasure to have nice and wise friend like you.
dear lost child,
I got long time ago an ecard from you. I send a massag to you to know if I know you. Because I am not using that emailadress very often I make it for my two very special friends. Just thougt you are one of them.
Everyone is so caught in there on lives they sometimes dont think before it’s to late, I allways try to be there for my mother for she is 78 and health problems but I cant allways be so my brother’s help there for I live further away, there isn’t a day goes by that i dont call her and sometimes, I feel I would be so lost when she is gone home , for we share just everything in ours lives, and I know one thing for sure I am going to miss her for everyone calls her mommy, family grandkids, and friends and all our friends ,she is a wonderful woman, a beautiful person, and I know in my heart God loves her for she loves him and everyone, thank you Nethugs for the wonerful poem, it was so beautiful.
A touching message that reminds us that while we are still with our loved ones, with God’s grace we can do a lot to make the difference in their lives. As it is said, why do we have to bring flowers to the dead? Why did we not give it to them when they were with us?
Thst was a very beautiful nd neaningful message, which touched my heart , brought tears of joy to my eyes and peace to my soul. This is the kind of love that is sent to each one of us from OUR HEAVENLY FATH daily, so I praise HIm, plus thank HIM for HIS guidance each day. Love and GODS Blessings, To all of my Brothers and Sisters in CHRIST JESUS. Nethugs you did it again, thank you from the bottom of my heart.
Running Doe
February 24, 2017 @ 2:39 pm
this was so nice, wonderful words, that i was seeing, blessings Running Doe
Eunice S
October 21, 2015 @ 1:15 pm
When my Grandson was taken from us suddenly with a massive heart attack at age 32 our family decided that we would always end conversations with an “I Love You” and a Hug if the person was by us. What great Joy we have in doing this. Thank You for bringing this to me. God Bless You Always Steve. I Love You sent with a Hug.
PEARL
May 20, 2013 @ 12:37 am
THIS POEM GETS RIGHT TO THE THRILL OF BEING IN LOVE. THERE IS DEFINATELY A DIFFERENCE IN LOVING AND BEING IN LOVE ( IN MY OPINION) I LOVE A LOT OF PEOPLE BUT IN LOVE WITH ONLY ONE AT A TIME. I LOVE THIS POEM. LOVE IS A BEAUTIFUL THING. I AM GLAD IT IS HERE. GOD IS GOOD ALL THE TIME. BE BLESSED
Anita
May 19, 2013 @ 11:47 am
Hill Dear I am willing to here from you too, as we always need others to lean upon and that is something OUR SAVIOR JESUS CHRIST wants us to do is share the love that has been instilled by HIS great love. This was a beatufiful message for all of GODS children Steve and I thank you over and over again.
Rodica
May 23, 2012 @ 1:46 pm
Dear Hill…I was sure is not real name…and I did believe you need some support…
This is my e-mai: rodica.micu@gmail.com
lonely hill
May 23, 2012 @ 1:09 pm
You can call me hill, many time yes I feel lonely.Because I want to look strong and it always happens that strong people are left alone. Rodica I like to be in touch with you, and on many points I do need wise friends.But I don’t want my information on public.I will send you massag in the forums of net hug.And my real name is totaly diffrent.Lonely Hill is what I feel and almost look like when I am on some mission kidding
Rodica
May 17, 2012 @ 1:39 pm
Thank you for your appreciation words…
This is your real name?…And I have to say:
Dear Lonely?
or do you feel so lonely…
But I think is better to call you…if you agree…Lon…
Dear friend, Lon, if you need a friend…here I am…
Where are you from?
lonely hill
May 17, 2012 @ 12:28 pm
As I am lonely hill, somebody send me the card it was long time ago in 2007.And it means something.But Rodica I know you as I were using nethug.You are very nice I like to read lots of your comments most of the time. I am not regular as I use to be before.
Rodica
May 17, 2012 @ 3:31 am
Hi, friend…how to call you?
What do you mean by “lost child”? I know you had one comment …but I didn’t know, as I’m not sure now…is
about me…
I don’t know your email address…and I didn’t send to you something …I only use to write on this site…because I like the creativity…and I think is creditable for all the controversial pursuit about the right,
good, dignity…and the way to find the serenity…
lonely hill
May 16, 2012 @ 6:30 pm
Hi Rodica, I am also honoured to be your friend. But the word “If” is confusing me. Are you lost child ? or not.
Ofcours it is pleasure to have nice and wise friend like you.
lonely hill
May 16, 2012 @ 6:23 pm
Hi Rodica so its you lost child. I am honoured to have friend like you. But how you know my email adress.
Rodica
May 14, 2012 @ 2:13 am
My dear friend, if I am the lost child…I have to tell you… how honoured I feel to know I am one of the two very
special friends of yours…
lonely hill
May 14, 2012 @ 12:13 am
dear lost child,
I got long time ago an ecard from you. I send a massag to you to know if I know you. Because I am not using that emailadress very often I make it for my two very special friends. Just thougt you are one of them.
Rodica
May 13, 2012 @ 12:45 pm
The pure love coming from the heart is a gift from God…and as everything we got from Lord …she can make
wonders…
seun
May 3, 2012 @ 1:53 pm
Nice one
ma pureza romano
February 14, 2012 @ 10:07 am
so beautiful!
Anet
February 14, 2012 @ 6:52 am
Love and Respect will make any good relationship better! Stephen Ramiewan
Anet
February 14, 2012 @ 6:52 am
Love and Respect will make any good relationship better. Stephen Ramiewan
sheila Wells
January 16, 2012 @ 7:06 pm
JUST BEAUTIFUL!!!
AudreyBieber
December 16, 2011 @ 11:23 am
I love everything that Steve Pollitt does and the music that goes with it is always wonderful.
novy
December 14, 2011 @ 6:04 am
Very inspiring that gave something enlightenment of my whole being. I lived in Philippines…Thanks of it…
Ann Greene
November 22, 2011 @ 4:35 pm
This is the most touching poem I have ever read. Just wonderful. thanks
PAM
August 31, 2011 @ 11:16 am
Everyone is so caught in there on lives they sometimes dont think before it’s to late, I allways try to be there for my mother for she is 78 and health problems but I cant allways be so my brother’s help there for I live further away, there isn’t a day goes by that i dont call her and sometimes, I feel I would be so lost when she is gone home , for we share just everything in ours lives, and I know one thing for sure I am going to miss her for everyone calls her mommy, family grandkids, and friends and all our friends ,she is a wonderful woman, a beautiful person, and I know in my heart God loves her for she loves him and everyone, thank you Nethugs for the wonerful poem, it was so beautiful.
AMINA/TYNA
August 16, 2011 @ 9:08 am
WE SHOULD LEARN TO GIVE THEM FLOWERS WHEN THEY ARE STILL LIVING
Anyuta J Briganza
August 15, 2011 @ 11:38 pm
Amen Jun A
Jun A
August 15, 2011 @ 9:32 pm
A touching message that reminds us that while we are still with our loved ones, with God’s grace we can do a lot to make the difference in their lives. As it is said, why do we have to bring flowers to the dead? Why did we not give it to them when they were with us?
JOE
August 15, 2011 @ 9:03 pm
SOMETIMES IT JUST TAKES ONE KIND AND LOVING WORD TO CHANGE SOMEONES LIFE.
Sandy
August 15, 2011 @ 8:58 pm
<3
"What's in a name? That which we call a rose.
By any other name would smell as sweet."
~Shakespeare
<3
Anita
August 15, 2011 @ 12:24 pm
Thst was a very beautiful nd neaningful message, which touched my heart , brought tears of joy to my eyes and peace to my soul. This is the kind of love that is sent to each one of us from OUR HEAVENLY FATH daily, so I praise HIm, plus thank HIM for HIS guidance each day. Love and GODS Blessings, To all of my Brothers and Sisters in CHRIST JESUS. Nethugs you did it again, thank you from the bottom of my heart.
angel
August 15, 2011 @ 9:07 am
SOMETIMES IT JUST TAKES ONE KIND WORD TO CHANGE SOMEBODYS LIFE.
angel
August 15, 2011 @ 9:06 am
ITS SO BEAUTIFUL AND TRUE.