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Ain't Nothin' but an E Thang, Baby: if only teal was my favorite...
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Thursday, November 11, 2010. If only teal was my favorite. I sort of forgot that today was going to be a crazy day. Doctor appointments for all the boys,. Conferences at school,. Soccer practice for the biggest. And tryouts for the middlest. I have literally started one load of laundry,. Turned the dishwasher on,. Otherwise I've been in the car. So we shall break the house up. I think the above photo best represents my house currently. That would be the living room. When you walk in the house. I want to ...
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Ain't Nothin' but an E Thang, Baby: September 2010
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Wednesday, September 08, 2010. I have not blogged in over a month. The "good" news is,. I'm still taking random photos in case I ever decide to blog again. Like of me driving}. We are still in the hotel. Day 72 I believe. Not that I'm counting.ok, I am}. I think I'm done being a resident of the Homewood Suites,. Although they've been lovely. Minus the missing IPod touch}. We close on our house on Monday,. So hopefully I'll have some photos of the house in progress to post,. Or some words about how much I.
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GONE to Carolina in My Mind: phoning home
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Saturday, April 05, 2014. Long calls with my brothers. Have taken the place of the long-pages long letters. Mom would write me. This has been a year of expected and heartbreaking. Swallowing tears of hurt, loss, anger. Not wanting for a single second. To let it out. For the fear of release means hours of pain. That i just don't want to. So i swallow the tears. Growing up we were so different. We weren't taught to appreciate how we were different. We were told that we had to love each other. Life at casa h.
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GONE to Carolina in My Mind: March 2014
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Friday, March 21, 2014. Sunday, March 16, 2014. What it is worth. Wednesday, March 05, 2014. I can't believe it's been eight years since colin called and told me to call. It's been too fast. And you're right, with your boy turning 20. It was far too soon to lose. And impossible to ever believe that our children would one day. Be older than her. The words i have. I have said every year. I carry your heart. Because so far away. It is the strongest, most powerful and immediate way. To show you that.
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GONE to Carolina in My Mind: September 2013
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Wednesday, September 11, 2013. 12 years ago the united states changed. We lost our innocence. We lost our security. We lost loved ones. The horizon of our country changed on september 11 2001. Every year i remember. The younger brother of my friend jonah. The senior border who shared her room with me and showed me what my future as a Garrison Girl could look like. And all those people. And i remember my smartie "Q". Who will celebrate his birthday today. Today is blows out. Sunday, September 08, 2013.
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GONE to Carolina in My Mind: April 2014
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Saturday, April 05, 2014. Long calls with my brothers. Have taken the place of the long-pages long letters. Mom would write me. This has been a year of expected and heartbreaking. Swallowing tears of hurt, loss, anger. Not wanting for a single second. To let it out. For the fear of release means hours of pain. That i just don't want to. So i swallow the tears. Growing up we were so different. We weren't taught to appreciate how we were different. We were told that we had to love each other. Life at casa h.
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GONE to Carolina in My Mind: August 2013
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Sunday, August 18, 2013. If you could have dinner with anyone in history, who would it be and what would you eat? I have no idea. I don't know who i would eat with. In part because i take the invitation to break bread. They are moments within a family, a partnership, single life. Where time and thought have gone into the decision to. Others-the one you love-you. Maybe i'm taking it too seriously. But dinner is the time that our family has used to. Even if we are screaming through each bite. To eat with us.
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GONE to Carolina in My Mind: too fast
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Wednesday, March 05, 2014. I can't believe it's been eight years since colin called and told me to call. It's been too fast. And you're right, with your boy turning 20. It was far too soon to lose. And impossible to ever believe that our children would one day. Be older than her. The words i have. I have said every year. I carry your heart. Because so far away. It is the strongest, most powerful and immediate way. To show you that. I will always be your dear friend. And i will always be. Life at casa h.
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GONE to Carolina in My Mind: what it is worth
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Sunday, March 16, 2014. What it is worth. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Life at casa h. What it is worth. I live in EUROPE- Holy Smoke-how cool is that? View my complete profile. Your Life Was Brilliant. Life on white oak lane. 20 toes up and running. Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
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GONE to Carolina in My Mind: speaking to me and i don;t want to forget
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Saturday, August 30, 2014. Speaking to me and i don;t want to forget. I never asked for it to end, but then again, I never asked for it to begin. For that is the way it is with life, as some of the most beautiful days come completely by chance. But even the most beautiful days eventually have their sunsets. Which completely sums up every day we've lived overseas. We aren't leaving any time soon. I just want to put this in a place where it won't be forgotten. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
