Tag Archives: reflections

Just Me

If I could choose to be anything in the world, I’d prefer to stay me, an ordinary girl.   Nothing too special, simply plain ol’ me; terribly typical without mystery.   Lacking true beauty from the outside, I’ve talents aplenty … Continue reading

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Ninth Grade Dreams

I wanted to be popular. The type of girl that guys drool over and that girlfriends cling to while giggling hysterically about some life-changing event. One of those guys, preferably someone tall, dark, and not too handsome would ask me … Continue reading

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Commitment

the story of a marriage is one of trials and tribulations forgiveness and letting go of errors made love and anger compromise and patience walking together through life sharing times good and bad most of all reveling in each other’s … Continue reading

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My Legacy

When I am gone what do I expect? Do I want people to miss me? You bet. But not for long. I want them to think fondly Of whatever good I might have done To recall interesting experiences we shared, … Continue reading

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Being Me

For the longest time, I really didn’t like myself. I knew, intrinsically, that somehow I was not the child that my parents wanted. That’s a hard cross to bear. I was not pretty. I was not talented in any way. … Continue reading

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Conquering Loneliness

When I was a little kid I didn’t feel loved at all. I was a shy, miserable child. A loner who yearned to be held, caressed, even though I didn’t yet know the meaning of the term.  I wanted to … Continue reading

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Transformations

If you remove the normal transformations that we experience as we change from child to adult, I believe that I have been many different people. I have always been shy. Put me in a crowd and I become a silent … Continue reading

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