•September 8, 2007 •
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When I was a Mommy, I cleaned up Cheerios, dolls, trucks, finger prints, and you know the list. As time went on, there were less and less Cheerios, toys, and yes even finger prints. The word Mommy had also disappeared and Mom had been substituted.
I knew I was a Mom, when the following list was validated with my new name. I now clean up tennis racquets, energy drink cans, gum wrappers and lip prints. Yes, I said,”lip prints”. (The act of kissing the window or mirror with lipstick) With teen boys that would be forehead prints.
So are you a Mom or a Mommy?
I welcome your comments…….Miss Understanding
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•September 7, 2007 •
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“‘Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.”
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Before I really fell in love, I truly believed in this statement. But when I lost that love the pain was so devastating that I wished love had never found me.
I believe people who stand by this quote, have never truly fell in love, or have never lost their true love…….
For me it would have been better not to have known love at all. How about you?……….Miss Understanding

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•September 5, 2007 •
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The picture that heads the top of the blog, shows a person on the edge. The edge can be scary, or it can be a new awakening. Are you on the edge? A terrible job, a lost love, out of control children(teens, twos), or anything that could put you over the edge…………I understand. The following picture is encouragement for you………….see the resemblance? It is all in your perspective.……….See you tomorrow…….
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•September 3, 2007 •
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I always tend to get a little sad after Labor Day, and I began to ponder why. My mind turned to 9/11. I personally did not know anyone in this tragedy. But the first time I set foot on Ground Zero, I could feel the pain of millions. Tears slowly fell down my face. My children looked smiling and then appeared distressed, “What mom?” It was clear they did not understand. We were merely in the shadow of everyone’s sorrow. It was almost eighteen months, after that horrible day, when I took these photos. The pain was as fresh as the flowers that were being brought daily. I will never forget.
For those of you who were personally involved in this tragedy, the pain must be surreal. I can’t say I totally understand, but I feel for you deeply……..prayers…

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