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I got married to a wonderful man that loves to be compassionate. Awe! He had a head injury and discovered he knows about healing. He calls it laying on of hands and prayer. I call it massage me again or pray for me. He had to go to speech therapy to learn

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Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: Love in the garden: 23 of 53

I thought of a garden as a place to grow vegetables and flowers. I love flowers. I never thought of the garden more than it was a love for the outdoors and joy of seeing fruit produced from my efforts. I have changed my thinking of a garden since I met my husband. A garden has become a place to be at peace. A garden is a pla...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Two hearts: 68 of 153

Two hearts different or the same Two hearts belonging to two different individuals The first heart is happy and at play with a joy that gives to others The second heart comes along and asks for the happiness of the first heart- It is given The second heart plays with the first heart until it breaks and The first heart is sad...
Computers & Technology > Internet Issues Is online video/Internet TV here to stay?: 31 of 51

My mom home schools' us and she asked me to write about the question "is the online video/ TV here to stay?" The first thing I have to ask is the internet going to get better or worse? Also, I ask myself is it safe to get into new media with so many options the internet has? The answer is yes. It's that simple YES! There's n...
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: Looking back on childhood and missing it: 70 of 82

Looking back on childhood and missing it is a concept that only makes me think of all the responsibility that I have now. That life was just a dream. To think of a wonderful time in my life when dad was dad and mom was mom...That was it. They where our parents and us kids where just kids. They completely provided all my need...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Pain from love: 722 of 838

Pain from love Love from pain Is not this what it is all about To take away from pain To see your own disdain To let him think he won When in fact He has only allowed to begin Now do not get me wrong I am not self inflicted I would give way to pain on my own He is only restricted By my choices I opened that door I cry for mo...