Whispered Thoughts...

I write the story of my life on tiny slips of paper...

...that slip from my fingers like so much falling snow.

Jennifer...

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"If you could choose one characteristic that would

get you through life, choose a sense of humor."

Jennifer Jones

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And It's Purple, Too!

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I finally caved in and purchased the video camera I've been considering for some time now. I tend to lean much more toward the 'necessity only' side of things when purchasing anything for myself. Except, that is, when it comes to books...but they are a necessity to me! ;)

I can drive my family, and myself, crazy sometimes with my questioning before a purchase. 'Should I buy it...or shouldn't I?' And this being only the second 'major' purchase I've made in my entire--gulp--life.

I'm so glad now, though, that I decided to spend the money for it.

It's tiny, and prettyful, and matches my laptop.

Can it get any better than that?

I'm going to have so much fun capturing some of the crazy, lovable, & downright silly antics of we people around here. Not sure if I'll ever muster up enough courage to show them to anyone outside of immediate, immediate family, though.

Not, that is, until I sound a little less like a

deranged squirrel & a little more like myself.

Sheesh, it's quite frightening.

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War...

Sgt. Mike Strank
KIA March 1, 1945, Iwo Jima
He was 25 years old.

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War is an ugly thing, but not the ugliest of things.
The decayed & degraded state of moral & patriotic feeling
which thinks that nothing is worth war is much worse.

The person who has nothing for which he is willing to fight,
nothing which is more important than his own personal safety,
is a miserable creature & has no chance of being free unless
made & kept so by the exertions of better men than himself.


John Stuart Mill

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August...

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I blinked one day...

...and found that Summer
is nearly winding to a close.

How did the days slip by so quickly?

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Betty...

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"The practice of putting women on pedestals

began to die out when it was discovered

that they could give orders better from there."

Betty Grable

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Sometimes...

Sometimes I look at my life and wonder

what exactly it was that has made me the person I am.

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Sometimes I wonder what causes me to have such empathy and deep love for those whose lives touch mine...and yet, have so very little left over for myself.

Sometimes I dance in the rain...just because I can.

Sometimes I doubt.

Sometimes, all of the time, I regret everything we'll never be able to do now.

Sometimes I believe that the small, exquisite moments throughout life almost make up for every ounce of heartache.

Sometimes I fall down more often than I move forward.

Sometimes I laugh so hard I cry.

Sometimes I tiptoe around the house after Mama & Elizabeth are asleep, just so I can stand over them & make sure that they are safe, and warm, and...there.

Sometimes I ache so much it feels like I can't even breathe.

Sometimes I say "I love you" far too often. But it's only because you can still hear me.

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I have no idea where my life will take me, but I

always wish to live it with abandon,

and sincerity, and faith.

That, my friends, is my deepest desire.

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