tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37068033.post7542206804388519978..comments2023-05-18T21:36:56.936+10:00Comments on My Everest: Tomorrow's ExplanationB.C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672554858290351464noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37068033.post-50814448112940284402009-03-09T15:20:00.000+11:002009-03-09T15:20:00.000+11:00Just as I would miss a lot of people. But the life...Just as I would miss a lot of people. But the life that I might be given and might be able to share with others still has that irresistible pull on me. As you said, the sacrifice would make it all the more fulfilling. Sometimes you have to empty out some stuff to make room for better stuff. <BR/><BR/>Attempting to do good. Good luck with yours.B.C.https://www.blogger.com/profile/07672554858290351464noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37068033.post-62711048474505602072009-03-09T14:46:00.000+11:002009-03-09T14:46:00.000+11:00Wow.I don't know what to say much. Except that of ...Wow.<BR/><BR/>I don't know what to say much. <BR/>Except that of course if you left (although I don't like to use the word 'left', it implies abandonment... and that is not at all what you would be doing) a lot of people would miss you.<BR/><BR/>But I suppose the sacrifice is what, in a way, makes it mean something.<BR/><BR/>Do good.some girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01652311994179275982noreply@blogger.com