Then when your child reaches a maturity level and begins to question all that you stand for, what you represent, why you are not perfect and their healing souls can help you be more. And so they do. and you had no conception in eternity that this could be happening to you. You child is teaching you, whlel you teach your child. Many instances of this are in each experience with all of my chldren. But I must say this, now as we have just recently in another related article discussed, parent is not a job, it is a perfection.
And until those words were down my intent had been an other phrase, which has now eluded me as I stand in awe of this concept. Hold on. What did I just say? If you can also do this, try to retain that you just had held an other thought. When I find I run two separate elements togehter, sorry to gether, I try to correct my English to more represent what I am feeling, and some words have not yet been taken apart in our lovely sweet language, and if you have any conception of where this sentence will end and which thought placing me where or you up and I down, I have no idea.
But it must be done. Your words, I mean, we should be more precise even though that makes me cringe as if some cruel Boston head master of some small boys school beats a young Benjamin Franklin enough that he hopped on a tramp sail boat for Philadelphia when he was l1. I tried that about the same age, was caught at the american border, taken home, police, jail cell, wow. Must try this again when can really join Texas Rangers. Really? Dad you never told us that, soory honeys, it happened. Lots of stuff enough, even though, especially my youngest lil angel Andrea had that in her so much more than you other guys and gals.
Dad, tell me some more when you were a little boy. Where did that come from? Mr Rogers. So I learned to have so many stories in that memory bin Andrea came often close, you knew that honey, but I could always find another memorical (invention! one million and one words now inside the language tent! And they said it would happen in China. PonyPis Ti may not be the precise name of many such actual examples of the flowerin g true grand new opening of our world language to the east.
Whoa Nelly! And you thought you knew our language. Who else wants to be in pictures? WQe do. Pick me. I. No, moi. Thas ist moi. Merci. All good fond loyal followers of our beautiful magnificent growing global communications words made into necessity as the worlds needs now. Really? You can bet you life on it. Happy birthday Anita. Belated as often with non communicsative adorable distant aloof fine Andrea. Wendy of a thousand quiet smiles, I don't think I ever said that to you honey. My angel step daughter Diane, her husband Todd and dear young Jake.
Yikes, if you name names of those close an d whom you love, this is not an anecdotal pathway for fluff and feather dreams, Derek. Say good night, remember that many a fine mind is reading this, fingers drumming, why am I at a mindless birthday party, I need an idea. My best at this moment is to hold it at that. The moment. And just allow your love, your life, your joyous raptures be your hall mark. Wear your heart on your sleeve, my dad always did. Except. He allowed his negative energy to over him, his wives (two) and his family, some felt me in particular.
It matter not now: we all need to accept with grace, that which happened is gone, deal with it gently and let it go. And if we have been allowed free rein of our heart and soul to at least touch the first base of our heart, our souls, by what limited capacity those who can did, who could would and those who should have done more, may yet grow. Pains in families heal,with time, if all pitch in and abide by the grace and love of the family code.
All are as and with one. Dear soul, reader or family, you and we know we are all of the same clay, at the base, the bottom, and in our souls, we are.All from the lake. What lake. Turkana by the sea indeeep east Africa. Our home, and native land. My son Stewart and I went deepest in meditations and Stew remains close to that. Peace, blessings and love to you, as you well know. Good night. Walter, can you handle this exit, Derek needs to blow his nose. good evening, and welcome.
Tonight pardon me, standing in for Derek at this, to night. We have.Some unusual considerations of the word how. Or some day it will even be the meaning of one small word, and some leader will milk that word while the world smirks.
Can you imagine?
Derek Dashwood enjoys noticing positive ways we progress, the combining of science into the humanities to measure politics, wise use and mis use of power and protective love at