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Write me a letter, love: August 2013
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I can really see Christ in your eyes. The love of Christ is not a pretend love. It is not a greeting-card love. It is not the kind of love that is praised in popular music and movies. This love brings about real change of character. It can penetrate hatred and dissolve envy. It can heal resentment and quench the fires of bitterness. It can work miracles." -President Uchtdorf. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). I can really see Christ in your eyes. The Time I Stopped Showering. 7 Toys our Kids Love to Play With.
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The Girl in the Dress: May 2014
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The Girl in the Dress. Sunday, May 11, 2014. I've loved being The Girl in the Dress. I've loved this blog and all it has seen me through. But it's gotten heavy. I've been carrying around too many memories. So I'm starting on a new page:. This is my new blog. Be warned, it's not all happy or light. But it's honest and it's me. Hope to see you there. The Girl in the Dress. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Picture Window template. Template images by richcano.
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The Girl in the Dress: New Page
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The Girl in the Dress. Sunday, May 11, 2014. I've loved being The Girl in the Dress. I've loved this blog and all it has seen me through. But it's gotten heavy. I've been carrying around too many memories. So I'm starting on a new page:. This is my new blog. Be warned, it's not all happy or light. But it's honest and it's me. Hope to see you there. The Girl in the Dress. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Picture Window template. Template images by richcano.
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Write me a letter, love: April 2014
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Love is hot cocoa on a rainy day. Suddenly it ends, right as it. 6 word essay by a clever human. Lately I just exist in BC calc. I doodle and laugh cause the numbers are so incredibly boring and have no meaning to me despite the great class and teacher I have. My dears, don't ever forget how much people love you and don't ever doubt their love. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Love is hot cocoa on a rainy day. The Time I Stopped Showering. 7 Toys our Kids Love to Play With. Let’s taco bout it.
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Write me a letter, love: July 2013
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Oh honey, that is totally my specialty. Reading my scriptures at one in the morning. Cold-stone run at 10 pm. Planning to eat healthy (epic fail ). Realizing the beauty of life. Knowing how wonderful words can be. Learning to love and expand my heart and throwing away selfishness. Laughing, seeing genuine smiles. Remembering what the Spirit feels like, being happy. Feeling alive, and how good it is to breathe. Believing yourself and the potential you have. Seriously, is that too much to ask?
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Write me a letter, love: February 2014
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To see the world, things dangerous to come to, to see behind walls, draw closer, to find each other, and to feel. That is the purpose of life. -Walter Mitty. My scattered mind is my greatest weakness. I feel everything. I feel the rain, I feel the rough seat, and the phone in my hand. The rhythm of the raindrops tapping on my roof is beautiful. I want the rain to wash away every unclean thing. I've always loved the rain. There's so much scope for the imagination on a blank canvas. We won't be 18 forever.
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Write me a letter, love: November 2013
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I love how God can heal broken hearts too. I want to be a healer someday, maybe not this life because of my imperfections,. But someday I will make broken things whole again. Darling, life is so beautiful despite so many things. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The Time I Stopped Showering. 7 Toys our Kids Love to Play With. Let’s taco bout it. My favorite on-the-go meal. Baby mama taking on the city! 9 days - single digits. The Silence Is Easy. There is Always a Plan. Thanks for the Memories (brb crying).
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Write me a letter, love: February 2013
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Virginia Tate, the scriptures, Taylie, boys who open doors, the color white, Janelle's texts, music, honest words, good, genuine friends, the sun, mission letters and pictures, rain in the summer. They're all so lovely. Who knew that she. Who knew that you could play the guitar that well, "Show me your song! I handed him my guitar and about died when he. Played it. Who knew that he. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The Time I Stopped Showering. 7 Toys our Kids Love to Play With. Let’s taco bout it.
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Write me a letter, love: May 2013
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Which road should I take? Where do you wanna go? Then it doesn't matter.". My brain hurts from thinking,. My heart hurts from making decisions,. Can we run away? No, can we fly away in our dreams? Let the stress fade and the scars heal. I've learned that 'the things don't cause a penny are the things most precious'. Never let a problem to be solved become more important than a person to be loved. Because you only have so much time in your life. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Which road should I take?