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    Sunday, 22 October 2017

    A few months back I accepted a new job that has since kept me very busy. No complaints.  Just very busy.   Writing unfortunately took a back seat. Thoughts about writing would come to mind then I’d forget.   Something about work always got into
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    Sunday, 03 September 2017

    I remember mom on her birthday. Bright as the moon and graceful as the wind blowing. She stood tall on dark nights.   Elegant as ever no matter the chaos and adversity. She took it all in with dignity. Her inner beauty remains iconic.   In my
  • Posted in Blogs ·
    Friday, 18 August 2017

    I think about dad a lot. I don’t see him as often as I should.   There is nothing to explain really. It’s just the way things are.   Yes I know. I should, I must, I have to.   My point is about something else. I think about Faith and Grace
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    Saturday, 29 July 2017

    It’s clear to me. I know what I want. My goal remains.   It’s the process to arriving that’s challenging. It’s also enlightening in unexpected ways. Sifting through, loading and unloading will take a while longer.   Timing is essential. One
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    Monday, 24 July 2017

    Don’t be afraid.  Take that leap of faith. Only when you let go will you realize what you’re truly capable of accomplishing.   Find strength in uncertainty.  Persevere. Truth and realizations emerge amidst not knowing what the outcome will be.  

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Monika Schott A rickety bridge
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Thanks, Di.
Diane Rampertshammer A rickety bridge
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Pure poetry - very evocative - you are a painter with words..Di
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Rosy Cole Lamenting the Lost Art of Conversation
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