Tag: love
member name: Kathy W.
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September 28, 2009 03:19 AM EDT --
Please post your favorite religious quote here as a comment.
If we're going to suffer fools, let's do it gladly...after all. We ought to get SOMEthing out of listening to the rants and ravings . . .
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June 01, 2007 09:57 PM EDT --
written by my wonderful sister, Lynne
to comfort my brother,
the year before the passing of our mother.
I don't for one minute believe that the body in the wheelchair . . .
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June 20, 2007 05:12 PM EDT --
I am here, because...
I am a Daughter: who cares for mom in the final days, weeks, months, and years of her disease. I am a daughter who cares for dad and helps him shoulder the . . .
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September 07, 2007 12:48 PM EDT --
Please welcome my niece SayyidaJaida, who is a very interesting and intelligent woman, with extremely decided views! (The beauty of being young, of course.)
I hope that you give her . . .
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December 13, 2007 12:19 AM EST --
Gather family: My beautiful daughter, youngest of the brood has decided to join gather. How cool is that? I guess you can tell I'm really proud of her (as a person AND as a . . .
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April 11, 2008 08:00 AM EDT --
A Rainbow of Children
You know I explained how I hate to shop? How I'm missing the chic-shop-chromosome that sends me into the ether over a new pair of shoes? A jacket? . . .
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July 12, 2008 08:19 PM EDT --
I've sacred and honored promises to keep.
I smile when I read what once I dreamed,
My dreams were simpler then, I swear.
Of course, life itself, then simpler seemed, . . .
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July 17, 2008 12:35 AM EDT --
This is a garden tribute for my youngest.
We shall call her Bean. They have worked really hard to get their yard the way they want it to be.
Outside the door on the deck they have lavendar. . . .
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October 02, 2008 12:46 AM EDT --
Burgeoning sweetly beneath the ribs of a beloved daughter
Life swoops and swirls, throbs, thrums and hums --
His heartbeat-just under hers.
Such mystery! Such history!
So, . . .
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August 09, 2009 12:09 PM EDT --
Written for myself, when my brother passed in 2005.
Dedicated to Wil E. with both respect and affection.
Dance away the days,
Whilst the music plays.
Step, slide, sideways . . .
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December 19, 2007 10:29 PM EST --
The very best gifts--they are not handed over
On Easter, on birthdays; nor at Christmas.
They are not conscripted at . . .
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September 09, 2008 07:47 AM EDT --
When hurt
Bruised by life, and
Peace eludes-
I pause
Open
Sweet harmony, near forgotten
Lyrics hummm . . .
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January 15, 2008 02:32 AM EST --
I'd like to thank you (so sincerely)
For the glistening-golden opportunity
You handed me, vicariously.
For, when I was too young to vote
My history, (oh, Famous Man) . . .
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March 06, 2008 02:46 AM EST --
Yesterday, we received, as a blessing
From the Frigid Spirited Gods of Uncaring Ice,
Unrelenting Winter.
. . .
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July 16, 2008 10:13 PM EDT --
Something
There is something so precious
Visiting your daughter's home.
(Nest not of your making-
Haven made for themselves-
Together.)
You recognize, once . . .
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December 09, 2007 11:28 AM EST --
I tripped over this on Youtube. I was so entranced. I needed some laughter this morning... This one was perfect. There is not a human on the planet that can get through this video . . .
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December 27, 2007 07:36 PM EST --
Arlene Janet Dode
My parents were married when they were not much past being children themselves.
They proceeded to have 6 children, . . .
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January 11, 2009 10:47 AM EST --
Returning home is not something one does with a GPS. We'll never need one of those to find the homespot. Returning home is more something one does with the heart as the directional . . .
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October 11, 2007 11:20 PM EDT --
They meet you for Cuervo, Salsa & Chips,
justify adding inches to already big hips.
Some sip a single drink, frozen, pale green,
and some double shoot Poor Jose, sight unseen. . . .
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December 07, 2007 01:56 PM EST --
Dedicated to all the strong women who are raising the next generation; With honor, with dignity, and too often, alone. Despite how it feels...You, the sisters, daughters, aunts nieces, . . .
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