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To: JustAmy; Mama_Bear; All
I love this opening March graphic, the poem is perfect.

Sorry to have been absent, have really missed everyone here. Have been helping out with elderly relatives, lost one of them last month, he was very ill and is in a better place now.

Love y'all!

283 posted on 03/03/2010 5:17:33 PM PST by Aquamarine
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To: Aquamarine

Thank you.

Please accept our condolences, Aqua.

It is so hard to lose our elderly relatives even when they are ill.

I’m praying that God gives you stength to continue caring for those you love.

We miss you .... and love ya.


284 posted on 03/03/2010 5:53:44 PM PST by JustAmy (Republicans think everyday is July 4th. Democrats think everyday is April 15th.)
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The Weary Road

The valley before me is cloaked in stygian black,
the path down a narrow stony trace for all it lacks.
Here and there gleams the reds of hellish fire’s glow,
all that illuminates my way, the only path I can go.

I step forth, my path must be traveled in this life,
though I will struggle with the sear of pain and strife.
Crying out in my pain, I advance, for that is my way,
a stubborn soul who must see the other side so fey.

I scream out in my pain, awakening to life’s true burn,
and crossing the valley, step by step, each in its turn.
I weep for respite, I cry for relief, I beg for peace so,
and still I stubborn go, burning in the heat of life as I go.

Promises made, and broken in my weakness, still I move,
unable to stop and fail, believing the promises of the Dove.
Words, just words, engraved in my aching soul, so worn,
holding me upright as I slowly walk this landscape so torn.

Oh let me find peace, let the coolness envelope me at last,
vanish this pain, that I might find it all a dream now past.
Scoured, scarred, and stained by life, I seek that to be found,
there, on the other side of this dark valley, on Holy Ground.

Bowed with my burden, I k now my utter worthlessness,
yet I will be welcomed, renewed with love’s forgiveness.
My tears will water the gardens that will surround me then,
so one foot before the other, all I can do, over and over again.


285 posted on 03/03/2010 6:11:36 PM PST by WayzataJOHNN ( (Food for the mind))
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To: Aquamarine

Hi, Aqua. Wish I’d been here when you came by last night to say hello. Miss seeing you here, but I do understand you are covered up with caregiving. It’s so sad when our aging relatives get so ill they are helpless to care for themselves. I’m pretty sure it’s never their wish to be dependent. It’s just hard for all. :(


316 posted on 03/04/2010 2:06:14 PM PST by Billie
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To: Aquamarine

Boy, do I ever understand this one!!!!!!! missing you & all also


329 posted on 03/04/2010 5:06:12 PM PST by DollyCali (Don't tell God how big your storm is...Tell the storm how big your God is!)
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