What Means the Most

So we just returned home from Paris. Jim had asked me if I wanted to go take a holiday there. “Let’s go,” I said.   Travel is healing and Paris is a dream. When I ask myself who is the person in my life that has meant the most to me;  I often find that […]

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Why I Love You ~ Missed

When I embrace you, I do it With every ounce of my strength, I am just a girl who missed you, Terribly. Now into my arms I wrap, cuddling you Until there isnothing left to hug, Simply melting into me and I you. Let’s enjoy this embrace, For as long as we possibly can. In […]

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Love Letters to Jim Bob

My Dearest Jim Bob Chuck, You have my permission to copy this letter into your book. Royalty free of course. I am writing you in response to your letter and I hope this letter finds you well. I wanted to mention again and to say thank you for the beautiful red roses you sent me […]

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Why I Love You ~ Diamonds

It takes millions of years To make a diamond, Formed from the metamorphism of coal, It’s how diamonds are made. They are as old the earth Formed in the mantle and crust, Delivered to the surface, By deep-source volcanic eruption, Weathered and eroded in sedimentary, Of stream and coastlines. They require very high temperatures And […]

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