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Morning glow by your light We can make the new day bright And the phantoms of the night Will fade into the past Morning glow is here At last. -Stephen Schwartz, Pippin
The incredibly touching comments that I received on my emotional day post on Facebook. The launch of the new website for Pearl Communications, my PR firm. It was actually the owner who suggested that I use Brand Revive and then ended up hiring them herself, with brilliant results. A great phonecall with my friend who told me ...
So, it has been well established that my two children were very different babies. My daughter didn't sleep. My son sleeps. My daughter nursed for 18 months. My son nursed for 10 weeks. My daughter would sit and play for hours. My son eats candles. My daughter, when taken to the pool for the first time, splashed on the ...
Patience, my dear ones. For I am off to a happy place, where I will be celebrating my 8th Engagemaversary in that very same spot. ...is what I had written, yesterday, prepared to publish today, as I would now be off to St. John, via St. Thomas, with my entire family; Parents, siblings, kids... It's funny. Just last week, ...
I made it no secret on here (and in my life) that I was quite nervous about expanding our family. We were a perfect triangle. I remember taking an autumn trip to the beach house with the fairy godparents and sitting on the couch for hours, literally, listing the reasons why I was scared to have another ...
This morning was a morning like most others. We watched an episode of My Little Pony, found the "Tuesday" underwear from my daughter's drawer, hurried her off to school, as my son and I stayed in our pajamas. My son and I snuggled up in bed for a good two hours and napped together, as I fell ...
Today is a sick day. I am home with two sick kiddos and not feeling so hot myself (except, if you mean temperature hot, which I do, a little). Throughout the past four and a half years I have written about so many sick days; the time that my baby had her first fever and my husband ...
For him, at bedtime. Eyes close in my arms; Remembering your blue hat. Always my boy, babe. For her, at wake up. Before the sun rose you tiptoed into my arms; Hearts beating in sync.
Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. "Pooh?" he whispered. "Yes, Piglet?" "Nothing," said Piglet, taking Pooh's hand. "I just wanted to be sure of you. A. A. Milne.
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