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Goodness: R-E-S-P-E-C-T
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A story of love, life, lies, alcohol, heartache, a porch swing, and kittens. Monday, July 5, 2010. Find out what it means to me. In the olden days, when I was a young'un. I was taught to respect my elders, respect my country, respect the flag, respect life and living things, respect other people's belongings, respect other people's privacy, and the list goes on and on. I was also taught respect was earned. When I read the letter a couple of weeks ago, I was very angry. Not angry at the contents. ...Subsc...
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Goodness: Who remembers me
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A story of love, life, lies, alcohol, heartache, a porch swing, and kittens. Saturday, March 23, 2013. This is going to sound really corny, ready? For a short time I was addicted to the movie "Mama Mia", staring Meryl Streep. What do I mean by addicted? Do you know the movie? Here is what fascinated me the most. The fact that three ex-lovers came to see her after 20 years! Yes, 20 years! What had happened that made them want to see her again after so long? Do I cross the mind of an ex-lover? March 26, 20...
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Goodness: She's tired.
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A story of love, life, lies, alcohol, heartache, a porch swing, and kittens. Saturday, February 20, 2010. My mom is an amazingly strong woman. I have often shaken my head in wonderment at her strength. When facing difficult times she has always put one foot in front of the other and kept going, as if she knew nothing else. Giving up for Mom has never been an option. No one person, or thing in my life has been stronger. Its me in montana. I love you little sister with all my heart. Your Witchy big sis.
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Goodness: I found a treasure
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A story of love, life, lies, alcohol, heartache, a porch swing, and kittens. Sunday, October 17, 2010. I found a treasure. I am a keeper of things. No, no, you'll never see me on an episode of "Hoarders". I keep things that are special to me. Things others might have thrown away long ago. Things that have touched me. I opened the card to find a piece of paper. On the paper, a note written by my mom, said:. Dear Boni, If you ever need cheering up-just dig out this little card. Love you, Mom". Very nice...
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Goodness: What I've learned in the past few weeks...
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A story of love, life, lies, alcohol, heartache, a porch swing, and kittens. Saturday, October 16, 2010. What I've learned in the past few weeks. About some parts of life (but not all, well maybe). And what isn't bullshit is a joke! I might expound on these statements another time, who knows. Its me in montana. What took you so long to realize that, Bonnie? As a master of the American novel, none other than Ernest Hemingway once put it, Lifes a joke, and dont forget it. October 16, 2010 at 8:35 PM. A few...
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Goodness: He's not buying it anymore
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A story of love, life, lies, alcohol, heartache, a porch swing, and kittens. Tuesday, August 3, 2010. He's not buying it anymore. For months, I have been selling. Recently, one of the bakers at work was in a really bad motorcycle accident. No helmet, head bouncing on the pavement kind of bad. For the time being, that left his dog, Marcia, an orphan. I volunteered to take Marcia in, until her "Dad" gets better. I'm glad to say, my worrying was for naught! Or, "This is a dog? Its me in montana. Hes not buy...
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Goodness: There are a lot of firsts
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A story of love, life, lies, alcohol, heartache, a porch swing, and kittens. Tuesday, September 20, 2011. There are a lot of firsts. After someone you love passes away. If you think about it, every day there after is a first if it was a parent. As I said in an earlier post, my mom passed away on June 1st. Making that day the first in my life that I didn't have her in my life. Today is my birthday. My first birthday without a Mom. The saddest birthday I have ever had. Its me in montana. Its me in montana.
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Goodness: Years ago,
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A story of love, life, lies, alcohol, heartache, a porch swing, and kittens. Monday, November 15, 2010. When my nieces and nephews started dating, I gave them specific instructions that they were to find out if the person they were dating had a single uncle. Ya know, for their ol' aunt. Then as I got older, I changed it from Uncle to Dad. Now, sad to say, I have changed it again.this time to Grandfather! That's what my youngest niece's Facebook status read yesterday. Very cool! Its me in montana. After r...
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Goodness
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A story of love, life, lies, alcohol, heartache, a porch swing, and kittens. Tuesday, July 10, 2012. What do you do with the memories? The addition of this cartoon is not meant to add humor to this post. I can't say I ever really found "Hagar" funny anyway, just kind of appropriate for now. In 2009, Mom's family home went into foreclosure. Now, the bank owns it. The contents put in a storage unit. My father's heart broken, again. She told me the memories will live on, just like the memories of my mom liv...
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Goodness: Every once in a while
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A story of love, life, lies, alcohol, heartache, a porch swing, and kittens. Friday, September 12, 2014. Every once in a while. Someone comes into your life, and leaves a lasting impression. The Summer of 2013, I met such a person, Noah, a six year old neighbor boy. When I would sit outside, I would see Noah roaming the neighborhood for hours, and hours, and hours, and well hours. He always seemed so lost, and was always alone. Had some great air plane races! I shrug. Who can say. One thing I kno...The a...
