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A sleepless night with BBC and tea… All is well.
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I am in love with these new Aerin for Estee Lauder Spring Garden Color Palettes. There are three available, aren’t they just gorgeous! Now I’m waiting for a good gift with purchase to come out…
Photo: http://t.co/DAm3cGMP — Sandra Zack (@opheliascoffee)
When you really should be in bed there’s no better way to coax yourself under the covers.
Once upon a time there was a girlA girl who walked with graceA girl with shining eyes and ivory skinA girl who took my breath awayMade me feel as if I was in some faraway landA land where fairies and … Continue reading
So, did you see the photos on Facebook?? I just can’t fathom anyone actually buying or renting property in the town of Steelton. I mean, good grief, what does one do if the coffee pot isn’t working and you need … Continue reading
I got chills down my spine when I read this today. Never has anything spoken to me in this way. Tears of understanding and feeling understood stream down my cheeks. Thank you Mr. Kavanaugh for your eloquent observation!!
“I am one of the searchers. There are, I believe, millions of us. We are not unhappy, but neither are we really content. We continue to explore life, hoping to uncover its ultimate secret. We continue to explore ourselves, hoping to understand. We like to walk along the beach, we are drawn by the ocean, taken by its power, its unceasing motion, its mystery and unspeakable beauty. We like forests and mountains, deserts and hidden rivers, and the lonely cities as well. Our sadness is as much a part of our lives as is our laughter. To share our sadness with one we love is perhaps as great a joy as we can know—unless it be to share our laughter. We searchers are ambitious only for life itself, for everything beautiful it can provide. Most of all we love and want to be loved. We want to live in a relationship that will not impede our wandering, nor prevent our search, nor lock us in prison walls; that will take us for what little we have to give. We do not want to prove ourselves to another or compete for love. For wanderers, dreamers, and lovers, for lonely men and women who dare to ask of life everything good and beautiful. It is for those who are too gentle to live among wolves.”