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<description>Do Y/you have a strong heart that can carry Y/you along the many paths of life,some are calm and smooth,some are floating on the sharp edge of pure excitement and torments...choose the path wise for Y/you might not find away off of it.</description>
<pubDate>Wed, 5 Nov 2008 12:34:02 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>the past relived</title>
<description>&#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;Georgia, Helvetica&#x22; color=#00007f size=3&#x3E;takes a&#x3C;EM&#x3E; deep breath as I think of what a very very dear close friend and I just talked about a few days ago......now this isnt directed at anyone person just My expressing thoughts I would ask that E/each of Y/you stop and honestly ask Y/yourself this when asked by another do Y/you truely honestly answer or do Y/you lie Y/your ass off cause of spareing feelings....if Y/you said Y/you always answered truthly I&#x27;ll say Y/your lieing .......try it for oneday to be 100%honest with E/everyone around Y/you that asks Y/you something ....and how many times do Y/you sit around and complain and bitch about something ....well get up off Y/your ass and stop whinning and complaining and bitching and move Y/your O/own life along a different path see if maybe Y/you wont be better off whats to lose ....the whinning perhaps...the complaining.....I have been told and I have to admit I have mellowed over the years .....there was a time I would snap and growl and be very heartless......well I at least said...</description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 20 May 2008 02:06:53 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>just an update </title>
<description>&#x3C;EM&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;georgia, times new roman, times, serif&#x22; color=#000066&#x3E;well here is an update as to what is happening,the school is comeing to a close and now I start on the busy baseball/softball season,I have turned in My tags to WDG ,O/our daughter is getting close to bringing O/our grandaughter into the world, looks for the box of cotton balls I had hidden away as to Old for that 2am crying, but looking forward to it .....go figure&#x26;nbsp; guess it a grandparent thing,it&#x27;s been just over a month since W/we lost O/our son-in-law ....I still find Myself looking out by the pear trees wanting to see him laying there eating all of My pears .....or flying up the lane with his tunes rattleing the windows ...Y/you nerver know how much a person touchs and makes an impression in Y/your life till they are gone .....so now My lil shadow and I just look up and smiles as he says love you daddy .....I just hope that I keep him on the right path and he grows up to make his daddy proud ........well thats about it for now ......&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/EM&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 16 May 2008 23:03:12 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Reflections of the past</title>
<description>as I find a few quiet moments to sit and reflect the past years,I ask My self .....WHY...why didnt I ever give him a chance ? why didnt I ever give him a kind word ?why did I always see the bad and never the good ? why didnt I ever say want to come along ? why didnt I ever say thank you for the help even when I didnt ask ? why didnt I ever say you bring such love and happiness to My babygirl&#x27;s life ?or why didnt I ever say you are such a good daddy ?.....Why did I only see the bad was it because you were a refection of Me when I was young ....the living life to the edge and not haveing a care in the world living only by My rules ....and not wanting you to live as I did ....why didnt I embrace you and show you I truely cared ?now all I can do is to say it upon the winds with a heavy heart and tears .....regreting it till the end but this I give you My word ...the three loves of your life I shall always love and protect with all that Iam ......know that I did love and care for you in My ...</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 20 Apr 2008 16:21:58 -0000</pubDate>
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<pubDate>Sun, 13 Apr 2008 01:48:45 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>on a event </title>
<description>just a alot of kids singing their hearts</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2008 15:48:04 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>a Thought</title>
<description>&#x3C;I&#x3E; &#x3C;P&#x3E;slavery is not about suffering . . . . . . slavery is about service. &#x3C;BR&#x3E;slavery is not about humiliation . . . . . . slavery is about humility. &#x3C;BR&#x3E;slavery is not about pain . . . . . . slavery is about being present. &#x3C;BR&#x3E;slavery is not about being used . . . . . . slavery is about being of use.&#x3C;BR&#x3E;slavery is not about control . . . . . . slavery is about letting go. &#x3C;BR&#x3E;slavery is not about what is done to you . . . . . . slavery is about what you do for others. &#x3C;BR&#x3E;slavery is not about abuse . . . . . . slavery is about acceptance. &#x3C;BR&#x3E;slavery is not about proving anything . . . . . . slavery is about being real. &#x3C;BR&#x3E;slavery is not about contempt . . . . . . slavery is about respect. &#x3C;BR&#x3E;slavery is not about how you look . . . . . . slavery is about how much you care. slavery is not about denying yourself . . . . . . &#x3C;BR&#x3E;slavery is about being open. slavery is not about bondage . . . . . . slavery is about freeing your spirit. slavery is not about punishment . . . . . . slavery is about discipline. &#x3C;BR&#x3E;slavery is not about b...</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2008 15:23:55 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>never forget </title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2008 02:15:40 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Photo Album 2008-04-10</title>
<description>and this is Home</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2008 01:36:28 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>a relaxing time at Home with F/family and F/friends</title>
<description>just a restful night at home enjoying the soft rain</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 10 Apr 2008 23:45:04 -0000</pubDate>
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