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Happy Easter, Norma! As I write a list if things for the Easter Bunny to get for your youngest granddaughters, I am reminded of the white chocolate bunnies that would be waiting for me at your place on Easter weekends (or the weekend after ) whenever I would visit. I love you always!
That's when I began to see the real beauty of the one. Who hid herself in the shadows. She became mine as I held her that night. Her light began to shine so brightly. Fueled by her desires. We two became one. Setting both our hearts aflame.
here she stood. Like a star shining in the night. She peeked through the clouds. While the moon hid in the shadows. I listened as the wind blew through the trees. Wondering if her heart would speak to mine. I saw this stars light fading in and out. As if her beauty was yearning to be seen. To be felt....or even caressed. I approached this star in the night. And as we began to talk.
INNER BEAUTY A persons inner beauty lies within The beauty that radiates from the heart It radiates from the soul Not everyone can see this beauty A woman carries it all around her An aura that moves with her An aura that makes her float It makes her shine and glow Her eyes shimmer and sparkle She stands by herself Surrounded by invisible multitudes Her heart bigger than life Her soul larger than
You walked into my life unexpectedly. You smiled a gentle smile, spoke a kind word, and placed some flowers in my hand— an orchid and forget-me-nots. And then you left. The flowers have long since faded but the fragrance of your presence never will. So be assured of this— I will forget you not!
EPHEMERAL Ephemeral: fleeting, short-term, figment of the imagination.
No. Love cannot be ephemeral. People cannot be ephemeral. Distant, people may be. Hopeless, situations can be. But love, once born, remains alive and grows and flourishes. Those once loved remain within the heart, the mind, the soul, for ever.
Geez! I could feel your presence so close today. They gave US 1st prize in the decorating contest and I could see your smile all around me. I know that the butterflies and stars was the clincher. When I put them up I could hear you singing,"It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas" just as you did every year. Thanks for being you!!
I realized I was typing notes to the "old" page... here we are! On this anniversary of your transition, I cry for you. I have many happy memories, but unfortunately I cry when I am happy, too. I miss you everyday.... so does Peaches.Keep Shining
I've been thinking of the great St. Patrick's day's that we shared. Wow. What times.My favorite,at the moment, was when we walked around San Francisco to the Irish bars. Lots of real Irish music, a few beers and with my "Coleen" for the night. For a Mexican, you sure could sing the Irish tunes. ILY!!!
Norma, thank you for all the pennies.....in my shoes, my car seat, my pillow, and now my coffee cup! You are so funny. I have no doubt you are looking out for us and teasing Ter up there. I've always loved you, and always will. Give Ter a hug for me. XOXOXOXOX