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I am PASSIONATE about life, because it is truly a miracle! I'm thankful for every day, which is indeed a gift from God.

I love to CELEBRATE everything! My passions are: writing, reading, traveling, dancing, teaching, Renaissance art, the theater, good

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Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Friendship: 4 of 81
Friends Many people come and go in our lives, some leave good impressions, while others just leave, but there are some with whom our souls connect, who remain in our hearts and in our lives forever; and it's those people, those friends' who deserve to be acknowledged, and thanked for blessing and enriching our worlds, and ma... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: About me: 1 of 19
Woman In The Mirror Her eyes are sullen her face sad and gaunt; who is that lady, and what does she want? Each morning I look she's still looking back; she sees in my soul, she must see all the black. What gives her the right to take over my face? I want to be happy but can't find my place. She continues to haunt me and foll... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Missing a loved one: 18 of 179
Since You've Been Gone (Dedicated To My Husband - The Love of My Life) Days are long... and the nights oh so lonely, the hours go painfully slow; the silence reminds me you're nowhere, yet I look for you wherever I go. Since your death I often time wonder, what to do with the rest of my life; I miss every 'date night' togeth... More..
Society & Lifestyle > Personal Morals & Values How to be happy in everyday life: 36 of 150
Connections As our society continues to make great strides in technology, advancing at such lightning speed that one can barely keep up, we are moving in a dangerously opposite direction when it comes to relationships with people. If I could effect any change for mankind at this moment in time, it would be one of Connections... More..
Style & Beauty > Style & Beauty (Other) Why beauty is only skin deep: 3 of 11
Inside-Out! While we can all agree that beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, and that beauty can be viewed at a glance from the outside, true beauty comes from deep within ones soul, shining through the eyes, and displaying itself in the many creative ways that one presents themselves to the world. I find the old clich, "b... More..
Religion & Spirituality > Self-Awareness & Realization Steps to self-discovery: 17 of 57
Reverse The Process - Recognize Your Goodness! Within each of our bodies and souls dwells a unique personage that has become what we have molded it into, which at times is quite by accident, but as we grow older and wiser, it's by design. Unfortunately, many people get stuck somewhere in between soul nurturing, soul ignoring... More..
Society & Lifestyle > Personal Morals & Values Your definition of happiness: 48 of 159
Live To Give! At the risk of sounding slightly Pollyanna, I wake up each morning thinking that this world would be a much better place if people thought more about others, and much less about themselves. I think that one of our life's missions should be to invest in someone every single day by actively looking for ways to pe... More..
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: How will you be remembered?: 18 of 58
Are You Living The Way You Want To Be Remembered? The fact that none of us is an accident, the fact that we are living, breathing, amazing, miraculous creations, and the fact that each of us is here for a reason, with our own very special purpose, should inspire us to be worthy of every breath we take, and of every day that ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The widow: 2 of 6
A Widow's Pain I wake up alone in the morning, I see sadness in the mirror, I drink my coffee alone, I plan my day, but to what end? A widow's pain I face the world alone, with no more calls from the love of my life. What happened to my 'date nights?' The evening is torture! A widow's pain I cry in my prison each night, know... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: On the inside: 6 of 16
Who Would Know? In Maui, and on the beach, I sit on a large, black rock against a flowing reef of lush, green plants and I'm alone in my thoughts Who would know that I am broken? Who would know that I'm a grieving widow? Who would know that I'm searching the depths of my soul for answers, and for a new beginning? People walk... More..