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Thoughts of Laurel: Sunrise, Sunset...

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Tuesday, July 13, 2010. This was the sky that greeted me yesterday morning. I was lying in bed, just before my alarm went off, and woke suddenly to see a orange glow outside my bedroom window. Since the sun and I get ready for the day at the same time, I had to snap this quickly before I headed for the shower. By evening, the calm of the day turned stormy as clouds built to the north and south of us. Still, their beauty was magnificent, and these were the images left to me at the end of the day. Hildebra...

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Thoughts of Laurel: Planting Loveliness

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Saturday, May 07, 2011. My bedroom window faces east. It is where I start each day, looking over the new horizon into the morning’s sunrise. I keep the blinds open so my day begins with light and warmth, and from the moment my eyes open, I feel blessed to have a new opportunity. Idle bricks from a former tenant were stacked by the garage and they soon became my border. A trip to town reaped impatiens, marigolds and salvia. How could I not? 8220;If of thy mortal gifts that art bereft,. Once Upon A Love.

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Thoughts of Laurel: The Faces of Love

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Friday, February 27, 2015. The Faces of Love. It's holding tight and letting go, it's flying high and laying low,. Let your strongest feelings show, and your weakness, too. It's a little and a lot to ask, an endless and a welcome task. Love isn't something that we have,. It's something that we do.". How does one define Love, and how do we put something tangible to such a simple, yet complex thing? It's making wishes and working together to make them come true. It's picking someone up when they fall.k...

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Thoughts of Laurel: Babyhood

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Monday, March 19, 2007. Once you have a child, you are never the same again. Even if you think you're ready, you have no idea the grasp a child will have in your life nor the power she'll hold upon your heart. It is an overwhelming, unconditional, all-consuming relationship you enter into the moment you hear that first heartbeat and feel the flutter of movement from within. You think you could not love her any more than you. Already do as she takes those first steps and. But you are wrong. Lt It is th.

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Thoughts of Laurel: Hope Awaits

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Thursday, February 03, 2011. I, too, am looking across the horizon and wondering what awaits me. It has truly been a year of loss, and my view these days is across an unfamiliar landscape. I put my trust in a future that will no longer be, and in someone who's decided that he doesn't really love me after all. So for now I'll follow suit in the steps of a kind blue healer, look out into the beautiful, vast world and promise myself that with the approaching spring awaits new life.and new hope. Isaiah 40:31...

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Thoughts of Laurel: A 21st

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Tuesday, July 27, 2010. Today my daughter turns 21. Twenty-one. How did the years pass so swiftly? Sn't that long ago when I held her, as a new baby, in my arms for the first time. Yet here is proof in the beautiful young woman who stands before me. It is as it should be. Another autumn is around the corner and a college dorm awaits. I'm excited for her as she begins yet another part of her journey. But I'll miss her. Twenty-one. Indeed, they've passed so quickly. Tuesday, July 27, 2010. I know how that ...

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Thoughts of Laurel: Bring on Spring

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Saturday, March 13, 2010. Anyone who knows me, knows that I'm a sunset girl. Though I've seen a many spectacular sunrises, it is dusk's display that always captures my attention. It's been a long, cold winter and many of us are struggling to reconcile our bodies with the grayness that has seemed to encapsulate us these last few months. Sunshine has been rare and spring can't come soon enough. Though winter has its own loveliness, I'm tired of the show. Saturday, March 13, 2010. AKA Mrs. Salty. The photos...

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Thoughts of Laurel: That Little Boy of Mine...

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Tuesday, May 23, 2006. That Little Boy of Mine. A tiny turned-up nose, Two cheeks just like a rose. So sweet from head to toes.that little boy of mine. Two eyes that shine so bright, Two arms to hold me tight,. Two lips to kiss goodnight.that little boy of mine. No one will ever know, Just what his coming has meant,. Because we love him so, He must be Heaven-sent. He climbs up on my knee, He's all the world to me,. To me he'll always be.that little boy of mine.". Always our clown, he soon found that a si...

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Thoughts of Laurel: Train Coming

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Friday, March 23, 2007. If you're tied to the railroad track and a train is coming, pray to God for the train to stop. Tied to the railroad track and a train is coming, don't pray to God, get up and move off the track.". Often when I'm praying I wonder: "Am I really tied down or do I have the tools to help myself? Is this a train. Can stop, or should I merely step aside and wait for it to pass? Do I truly need divine intervention, or should I be asking for strength and guidance instead? Such wise words&#...

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Thoughts of Laurel: Questions and Answers

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Friday, September 08, 2006. Within my eye's view lies a busy highway; a road that leads both north and south, bringing travelers up from Texas and Oklahoma and down from Nebraska, the Dakotas, and Canada. The path I take to get there is made of fine, brown dirt; soft and velvety beneath bare feet, the kind that drifts upward like cocoa chiffon with every step. It is a road just wide enough for one vehicle, where wildflowers and Johnson grass sway gently on either side. Friday, September 08, 2006. Ps- I w...