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my (nearly) perfect life: 01.15
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My (nearly) perfect life. My little miss circa October 2012ish, OK. Our little family got in to an really bad habit over the summer. We started eating out more than eating in. It became easier to justify these purchases because of the frequent trips to Wilmington for jdubs doctors appointments. More recently, however, I've been making more of an effort to try and eliminate fast food stops, explaining that these are special treats not. These aren't like Rocky Mountain oysters or anything. Geepers. And if ...
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my (nearly) perfect life: 11.14
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My (nearly) perfect life. Dear V, yes, you:. I don't normally call people out here, but you spoke on Sunday and something of what you said struck a cord. I am an addict. This comes as no shock to me (or others, I'm sure). I've known for quite a while that I have an addictive personality. It's why I don't go to casinos, one more quarter, one more quarter, one more quarter. Can I insert a slightly rhetorical question here? Why is it so much easier to have addictions that are detrimental to my body? And as ...
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my (nearly) perfect life: tada!
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My (nearly) perfect life. Someone got ahold of some scissors. There was hair everywhere; it looked like a collie shed all over the place. Not a big deal, except our vacuum is broken. I guess it's a childhood right of passage. I'm grateful for two things: one, this is the first incident and two, my daughter was not the culprit or victim. You see, she is growing her hair, like Repunzel; unlike the princess, my daughter wants pink hair. Labels: a day in the life. My children crack me up. Jdub, 12 yrs. Two t...
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my (nearly) perfect life: 12.14
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My (nearly) perfect life. A year to remember? Another year has come and gone, leaving me to reflect upon the hardships and blessings we've endured and received. Has it been a difficult year? Yes Would I relive it? Absolutely not. But hindsight shows heaven's gates smiling upon our little family. A support to us, and I've watched (heard) as cousins pray for cousins, aunts and uncles pray for nieces/nephews and grandparents pray for, well, everyone. Even if we're not talking every day. Myself. I've ope...
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my (nearly) perfect life: 06.15
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My (nearly) perfect life. Two titles of anguish. Do you ever feel so completely alone in life? Not the sitting on the beach, sipping a drink alone.) There are times when I feel nobody understands the pain and hardships I am going through, not even my spouse, my confidant, my friend. And I suppose on some level, I am correct in the latter thoughts. How can anybody (not including the Savior) know exactly. How I feel, unless they walk in my shoes and share my thoughts? Look at the year we've had though!
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my (nearly) perfect life: 09.14
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My (nearly) perfect life. A brief touch on humanity. Since we've been going to weekly (biweekly, triweekly) doctors appointments at AI duPont Children's Hospital, I've become accustomed to the faces of the sick and the parents of those being treated. It's sad and beautiful all at the same time. Oh how quickly you begin to see beyond the physical. That's not what this post is about, though. It's about touching humanity. He's in the hands of the volunteers. He's in the arms of the parents. Anyway, I'm not ...
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my (nearly) perfect life: 05.15
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My (nearly) perfect life. I hate being a part of certain social circles. Our family entered the "cancer" circle a little under a year ago. (Although we are so fortunate and blessed not. To have needed additional treatment other than the tumors removal.). Almost 20 years ago, (could it really be "almost" that long? Our family added the "suicide" circle to our social group. As a result of this life changing moment, I always, always. Read articles or accounts with the word suicide. How do you know? Nobody k...
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my (nearly) perfect life: 04.15
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My (nearly) perfect life. In times past, I'd hear the occasional, "We really need the Savior to come again," during times of uproar and such. I'd look at the person (who said the above statement) like they were nuts, and inwardly thank my lucky starts that Jesus wasn't coming any time soon. Selfishly I'd think of all the things I still needed to improve, all I wanted to experience, and places I wanted to visit. And go to my happy place. Links to this post. Putting fingers to keys. Therapy via the pen.
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my (nearly) perfect life: 10.14
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My (nearly) perfect life. Conversations of the crazed, interior figments. I need to go walking". I ate a corn dog." (I know! But every once in a while there's a certain yum to the grossness.). And chocolate cake.". It was someone's birthday, somewhere. And Rice Krispie treats, treatS. As in more than one.". But the children are still awake. I'll just kick back in the recliner for a bit.". Then all of a sudden be 'motivated' enough to walk around the house? Uh, huh.". What else can I do? But my head aches!
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my (nearly) perfect life: Two titles of anguish
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My (nearly) perfect life. Two titles of anguish. Do you ever feel so completely alone in life? Not the sitting on the beach, sipping a drink alone.) There are times when I feel nobody understands the pain and hardships I am going through, not even my spouse, my confidant, my friend. And I suppose on some level, I am correct in the latter thoughts. How can anybody (not including the Savior) know exactly. How I feel, unless they walk in my shoes and share my thoughts? Look at the year we've had though!
