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A Little Tenderness
All this time he’s standing by me, eyes big and round, waiting for me to trade my tears for hope, or at the very least, a smile.
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What a tender soul and true little gentleman. I would love to fast-forward so I could see his future. I bet he carries a clean hankie for damsels in distress. I’m glad he helped bring some sunshine for you.
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A little light he was.
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I’m so happy that little angels minister to you.
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All he was missing were wings. 🙂
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And I had the feeling it worked .. well, at least temporarily. Hugs to you!
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We accept all hugs.
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Will a wink also help?
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I was just swooning over your Parisian essay. So pretty are those pix. And yes, winks are welcome too.
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🙂 … and thanks for being a treat!
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There are advantages of being a treat.
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I’m still winking!
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All charming men have their wink down pat.
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Oh Susannah … As the saying gies, ou play me like fiddle. … and I like a good violinist.
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…don’t you cry for me, she comes from Alabama with a banjo on her knee.
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I suspect you were as good for him as he was for you. Wishing you a wonderful day. 🙂
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You have to wonder what a little person like that is thinking. What propelled him to come over to be of service, as wee as he was.
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I can see God’s hand in this.
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That’s such a lovely way of putting it Ruth. 🙂
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SB,
January is the worst. Except for February. I say we trade these couple of months to the highest scrap heap bidding kingpins and let March roar us into spring.
As for your little angel, that fella has quite a future in romance ahead of him.
Keep your chin up, young lady. 🙂
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Yes, the cold is certainly enhancing my gloom. It’s 26 here. Too bad that guy is so young, I’d give him my number. 🙂
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I was feeling rather ill yesterday, and the weather being so fucking cold only made the misery index that much worse. I hate being cold when I’m feeling lousy.
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I know. Me too. I ran early and boy, was it cold but was happy to be in flight. Even the raccoons were indoors.
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I’ve had to ground myself from running for the rest of the week. I don’t want to compromise my currently delicate system. And yeah, the raccoons know, LOL
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You’re smart. When I’m in the OR hooked up to any oxygen mask, you can say, I told you so.
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I’ll bring you chicken noodle soup and wait till you get better before I would utter such a thing.
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Oh Mr. Imma, you’re one of a kind.
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Oh man, Susannah… January and February are the worst as Marc said. March gives us some hope but usually dumps the worst of the snowstorms. Bring me April (besides being my birth month, is actually when we, north of you, finally see signs of spring.)
That little angle – I’ve no words. I agree with his dad; he is an old and very caring soul. Some girl will be very lucky one day…
Sending you some warmth and smiles and I’ll make sure Wednesday is particularly sunny, k?
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I’ll look forward to sunny skies. “_
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Excellent! Maybe blue skies with part of the moon….
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Are you sure he wasnt furry and have four legs? After all, we are renowned for bringing a smile to the face of sadness and a warmth to the heart of those who seek solace.
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I’d know the difference since I’m a magnet for the furry and four-legged. 🙂
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It is nice to have a sweet distraction on those days. I hope those days are few and far apart.
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Thanks. Hate mewling, but suddenly, it was on the page and then there was light. Always look to your art I guess is the message.
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Mostly, I believe we have all done this before. Different souls remember different amounts and things. It all works out perfectly. You needed a good cry followed by hope. I am hopeful that I get to do this again, but know more when I start out. I am very happy now, but did spend a lot of time crying over the years about things that, mostly, don’t matter now.
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That’s a good thing to remember…how important is it really.
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Yep, in perspective and without the quicker emotions, it is all about love.
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I heard someone say…everything that’s good, is God. I liked that.
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And I say all is good, so all must be God! 🙂
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I have to say, you’re really tugging my heartstrings with these postings. Keep ’em coming, it’s making me believe in humanity again in these turbulent times.
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Humanity is making a comeback. 🙂
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There truly are angels among us and I like what was posted in these comments…everything that’s good, is God…I like that and believe it. I had many crying spurts during the holidays…Michael was all over me and I so wanted to be wrapped in his warmth. Had no angel to gallantly lift me with such kindness as you were gifted. I read this recently; “a great attitude becomes a great mood which becomes a great day which becomes a great month which becomes a great year which becomes a great life.” Spring will come but I’m making the best of each day…today I’ll make it good. There is love and as my favorite song goes…Love Changes Everything…it does even if we must search for it. Have a good one Susannah…hugs ‘n love to you my friend.
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The innocent small child is a true gift. Thanks for sharing.
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Thanks for reading.
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