Tag: lessons learned
member name: Patricia F.
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May 20, 2008 10:24 PM EDT --
I park my car and rummage in my purse for my cell phone. "Why the hell don't I ever put anything BACK where it belongs ?" I sputter. "And how many friggin' receipts and dead lottery . . .
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June 01, 2008 07:37 PM EDT --
My son is home.
And I am over that moon that people talk about. Because now I can call him and he will come galloping down the stairs and I can hug him and smell his hair for just that . . .
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June 24, 2008 02:08 PM EDT --
Pam's voice sounds far away and thin, like she can't quite get the breath to form the words.
"There's no easy way to say this. It's Kenny. He has cancer. . . .
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May 19, 2009 11:41 PM EDT --
Isn't it great to feel it?
That sense that somebody gets you.
It's nothing you can name.
Only a sense that this being has looked inside you
With an angel's glass,
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August 05, 2008 06:03 PM EDT --
I have taken a piece I wrote called, "A Wandering", and condensed it into a poem for a poetry Workshop that I have been taking at The Robert Frost homestead. I do not consider myself . . .
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June 21, 2009 02:33 AM EDT --
I keep having dreams about you,
So close that I can smell your hair.
And I am mad at you so many times,
As I wrangle with my bruised feelings.
Why didn't I ever feel like your prize,
Even . . .
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