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Passion Without Apology: July 2009
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Saturday, July 11, 2009. I got to work an hour early today, but not on purpose. I thought we opened at the same time on Saturdays, and it turns out, we actually open an hour later. While I was waiting on someone to unlock the restaurant, I had some free time to write, and I would like to share with all of you three pages from this morning's writings. Page 1: (written after I had spent 1/2 an hour watching the cars go by on Dickson). Page 2: (after some contemplation about myself, and written to God).
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Passion Without Apology: Angry
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Wednesday, September 9, 2009. I'm having a baby, either in February or March of next year. Today, however, I broke down. I just couldn't take the distance anymore, and so I just started talking to him. After that long of a break, I wasn't sure how to start, so I just dove right in. This is about how the conversation went:. Me: "So, I haven't talked to you in a while. Hey, God, what's up? I don't even want to do anything around the house or anywhere else now.". God: "It doesn't have to be that way.".
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Passion Without Apology: May 2011
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Saturday, May 21, 2011. Do you remember what it was like when you were thirteen? I remember being very confused, both by the insensitivity of the world, and the intense cocktail of emotions that can only come from teenage hormone levels. I remember feeling scared and excited; hurt and optimistic; a hopeless romantic and very alone. And I lived in a middle class Caucasian family in a beautiful Southern California city with a family that loved me more than anything. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). I am a thirt...
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Passion Without Apology: October 2009
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Friday, October 9, 2009. This post is going to be a 'soapbox' post. It is partly fact, partly my opinion, and it may even come across as preach-y at a lot of points. However, I heard something on the radio that just stinkin' bothered me. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Check out my other blogs! Http:/ lexi-and-button.blogspot.com. Http:/ passionwithoutapology.tumblr.com.
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Passion Without Apology: Mama Carmen
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Wednesday, June 1, 2011. Needless to say, I should NOT have worn mascara (for all you men reading, mascara is not a good thing to be wearing if you're going to do a lot of crying). He began to yell at her, and told her no, but she kept persisting. Finally, the window closed and the door opened. The guard pointed his gun at her, and told her, "I can't get your stupid basket. Do you see all those stairs to the bottom of the hill? Now look at me. Do you see my crutches? Don't let this happen! You've killed ...
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Passion Without Apology: Actions
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Friday, October 9, 2009. This post is going to be a 'soapbox' post. It is partly fact, partly my opinion, and it may even come across as preach-y at a lot of points. However, I heard something on the radio that just stinkin' bothered me. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Check out my other blogs! Http:/ lexi-and-button.blogspot.com. Http:/ passionwithoutapology.tumblr.com.
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Passion Without Apology: Love146
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Saturday, May 21, 2011. Do you remember what it was like when you were thirteen? I remember being very confused, both by the insensitivity of the world, and the intense cocktail of emotions that can only come from teenage hormone levels. I remember feeling scared and excited; hurt and optimistic; a hopeless romantic and very alone. And I lived in a middle class Caucasian family in a beautiful Southern California city with a family that loved me more than anything. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Passion Without Apology: Falling Whistles
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Wednesday, June 8, 2011. Some of my friends have heard me speak quite often about an organization called Falling Whistles. In fact, they might actually be tired of hearing about it constantly, but are way too polite to tell me to get off the subject! The story of the Congo has affected me, and it is a story that cannot be ignored once it has been heard. If you would like more information, please feel free to visit the Falling Whistles website: www.fallingwhistles.com/story. Democratic Republic of Congo.
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Passion Without Apology: 3 Pages
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Saturday, July 11, 2009. I got to work an hour early today, but not on purpose. I thought we opened at the same time on Saturdays, and it turns out, we actually open an hour later. While I was waiting on someone to unlock the restaurant, I had some free time to write, and I would like to share with all of you three pages from this morning's writings. Page 1: (written after I had spent 1/2 an hour watching the cars go by on Dickson). Page 2: (after some contemplation about myself, and written to God).
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