Well, now I'm crying. That was beautiful. She reminds me of my favourite Aunt who lives in BC.
Hm. I haven't flown in a long time and don't foresee any adventures anytime soon but I do know that I wouldn't be worried about the scan, mostly because I'm positive nobody would want to linger at my naked image.
That's really good reminder. We have such trust in our caregivers and have to remember that they, too, are human and mistakes can happen. That poor kid!
I try to be careful.
What can I comment that hasn't already been put into such fantastic words by others?
I really loved the line, "I choose to believe".Non-believers tend to think of us believers as being somehow duped or brainwashed and that has always bothered me. You're right...it is a choice. And a darn good one, at that.
I can't wait to read more.
Oh my word!
I Tori Amos.
My little boy wears heels. A lot.
Probably just as well that I can't listen to anything on my dial up... I likely would have cried. My sister was named after this song and my middle daughter, too.
Wow. I don't see that as lawlessness...just a super strong sense of community. I would be proud, too.
Well, Terri, I think you nailed it.
Your Dad divorced your Mom, not his children.
That is not the case in many situations which might be why things don't go as beautifully as they should.My hat off to both of your parents.
I hope I didn't hurt your feelings when I said TYD probably wasn't as upset as you.
I know these feelings all too well and maybe having a child who has been so sick in so many ways for his entire life has made me less panicky in general and I wish I could pass some of that onto you.
I have a rolling pin! And I'd be happy to provide a liquor bottle. I'll even empty for you!
Enjoy, enjoy, enjoy! And enjoy some more for me.
I DVDs. It's so nice to watch at your own pace and be able to pause for bathroom breaks, snack breaks and screaming kid breaks.
Clean house=Happy Lady. I'm happy for you, too.
Well, I for one would love to read those stories!For what it's worth, I have a list half a mile long of people I intend to haunt.