The bad news is time flies.The good news is you`re the Pilot

A little long but worth the read...





Two Choices

What would Ты do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a перфоратор, удар, пунш
line, there isn't one. Read it anyway. My Вопрос is: Would Ты have
made the same choice?

At a fundraising ужин for a school that serves children with
learning disabilities, the father of one of the students delivered a
speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After
extolling the school and its
dedicated staff, he offered a question:

'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything
nature does, is done with perfection.

Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn...

Like after all the nights before, I had woken up a several amount of times. Every hour, past twelve, until I finally woke at nine. This routine was my life. It was all it was, after Max.
Max, was my life for the twelve years we had. However, five of those twelve years, we spent in grief.
Diagnosed with lung cancer on our sixth год anniversary. At first, we were a little worried--but we were certain that things would turn out fine. He promised me that they would. That, however, was not the case.
With radiation treatment, and surgeries here and there, the cancer came back every год until our twelfth...

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Recap:
When i turned around to look in the direction where she was coming from, i saw that nearly all the people who had been standing there were gone.I looked around and saw some of the kids running into the bathrooms, others entering classrooms which they were not supposed to be in.I thought about hiding in one room that was on the left side near the locker i had hit my head on but before i could even move, i had Mrs.copcon say, "Everyone stop where they are standing".

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For Kay, my dear sister in Jesus. May this small tale help to remind Ты how beautifully and wonderfully made Ты are in the eyes of the Great Artist.

~~ Beautiful ~~

Once upon a time, not long назад and not far away, there lived a wise and skillful artist who loved to paint. He delighted in making magic with color and bringing all the Обои he saw in his head to life in his pictures.

One day, he was painting something extra special. His brush dipped in and out of the swirling Цвета and flew across the canvas in expert strokes; dabbing here, blending there, moving swiftly in a joyful, marvelous...

Dear You-Know-Who,


How can Ты not read my body language? When Ты present, I barely look up. I barely clap. I barely look at you? And yet, when my Друзья present, I go wild. I clap, I cheer, I am constantly looking at them. I even think Ты touched my hair!!!!


I know Ты were impressed when I rocked up in the multipurpose area covered in blood and bruises. A door hit me, sent me flying into a pole and sent to the cement for goodness' sake! Ты hung around, I can tell. Yu stayed longer than I expected Ты to. At least Ты didn't see me when tears were flooding down my face. или when I hit the...

love. what does it truley mean? being in Любовь is simpe, anyone can convence themslves they are in love. being in Любовь is when Ты feel something for one person еще strongly than Ты feel for another. but Любовь is something elsa all together. Любовь is when Ты cant convience yourselve Ты Любовь someone, but when Ты try to leave something tells Ты no, stop and think. and when Ты do think the reason is blantint. Любовь is when Ты think your done, done fighting and done lieing, but than it hits Ты that without all of that Ты wouldnt be the person Ты are, and they wouldnt be the one Ты love....