So I'll keep it quiet. Your prayers and good thoughts are as always received with gratitude, even if I am not able to communicate that gratitude with any particular grace.
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- Diane
- I would like to think that I am becoming more of the 'me' that God created and less of the various masks I've used over the decades as coping mechanisms.... more playful, intuitive, intelligent, forgiving, musical, wisely courageous, listening. I seek to serve the Risen Christ Jesus no matter where my life path takes me.
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Diane dearest - you sound pretty low, so just know we are praying for you - and singing for you! Hope you get our tape soon - think you'll like it.....luv and hugs Donald and Lesley p.s. don't be afraid - the tape is not of us singing!
Sleep, riches, and health to be truly enjoyed must be interrupted. ~Johann Paul Friedrich Richter, Flower, Fruit, and Thorn
This is only an interruption, inconvenient and painful to be sure, but it WILL pass, and every rose will smell sweeter for what you've gone through. In the meantime, let love and prayers buoy you up and carry you out of despair to true healing. Celebrate life.
Hi Diane, It must be really hard to feel bad. I wish there was something I could say to make you feel better. Christmas is moving along in its own way. Let Suzanne know when you want a group of us to visit. Best wishes and prayers, Pamela
awesome graphic- says it all, really.
Hee- my "verification" word to post is foompop.
I will say foompop for the rest of the day.
Beautiful Diane, we are thinking of you every day and every night, holding you in our hearts with love and compassion, holding you as lightly as we held our sweet little bird.
I see him often, you know, spread across the sky at sunset like a cloud- but clouds never look back at me or smile his kind and enigmatic smile. He is in my dreams, busy, happy, well. He leaves me feathers now and then, just one at a time for me to pick up and treasure and then let go again.
When I'm too low he spreads a wing over my shoulders and I smell his sweet feathers and feel the quick pulse of the breath in his body.
Wings over you, beautiful friend, the breath of friends to stir your hair, the rosy scent of love to lift your heart.
We love you!
Felicia.
Bless you all, known and mysterious, for your compassion and faith in this wretched trudge of mine.... for your voices of love amidst my present silence.... bless you all on this Holy Day.
Dazzling Diane,
May you see and feel His love in many different ways on this special day. He came to Earth for us and He rose for us as well. I pray He provides all your needs, including bone marrow, and raises you up by His Almighty resurrection power for years and years of new adventures.
Love,
Lorri
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