Hold on to what is good even if it is a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe even if it is a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do even if it is a long way from here.
Hold on to life even when it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand even when I have gone away from you.
- Pueblo Blessing
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Tuesday, Sept. 19, 2006 - 2:32 p.m.
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Needing the Sick Soup
I figured out at least one thing wrong with me besides the weather:
I think I am sick. It has been like 8 months since I've had a cold... I didn't recognize it....
The little girl I babysit on Saturday was hot and sticky her mom said, when she got her up that night. And her grandma yesterday said she wasn't herself... when I saw Easybaby yesterday, she was really really quiet and not smiley at me and animated as usual.
And yup, that is just how I feel now.
Welcome to one of the joys of having kids!
:D
OK, I just ate some "sick soup" as we called it in my family,
(Lipton's chicken noodle: did you know I actually couldn't find a simple link to that soup on google? yikes!) edited to add... thanks to Elisabeth for looking up that link for me! yay!!!
and I am going to go to sleep now.
bye.
me
wenchie
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previous meanderings - future past
Goodbye Michael. May your next life be kinder to you. - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
Taking Care of Your Cows - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
Saint Joseph robs the cradle and eats spaghetti - Sunday, Jun. 14, 2009
sticky notes and broken irises - Friday, Jun. 12, 2009
The FOODCOMMANDER - Monday, Jun. 08, 2009
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