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We girls had a slumber party last night.
Chickadee, miss THANG and I.
I read Anne to them until I fell asleep.
Chickadee begged to stay with us,
And then she begged to leave.

I'm feeling much
much
much better.

A VeryGoodFriend let me spill my guts.
Even though her life is brimming.
So many comments and a few emails of help.

Which got me thinking.

Every single one of us is being tested.
We are all striving
and it is equally as hard.

But, we have
Help.
It's all worth it.
Life is beautiful.

I believe we're doing what we're meant to do.

*photo credit here*
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  1. Karen@WaistingTimeMay 2, 2010 at 9:03 AM

    What a beautiful post:)

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  2. AnonymousMay 2, 2010 at 10:05 AM

    I love you. (and I loved the pic)

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  3. ChristineMay 2, 2010 at 11:14 AM

    Great post!!
    What fun to have a slumber party!

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  4. Diane Fit to the FinishMay 2, 2010 at 12:16 PM

    How special that you do things like that that you will always remember. This post was very touching to me.

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  5. ♥ Drazil ♥May 2, 2010 at 12:18 PM

    Right on sister! We all have our crossed to bear - but we all have friends who help us carry them so they're not quite so heavy every day.

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  6. F. McButter PantsMay 2, 2010 at 3:14 PM

    There are no mistakes in God's world. I believe I am right where I am suppose to be. Your faith and your courage inspire me.

    He knows you and He loves you. But, you already knew that.

    Your family is in my prayers.

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  7. MissaMay 2, 2010 at 8:17 PM

    I love the image of a group of women who love so well. Instead of eating my feelings, I am drinking in your strength.

    Cheers,
    Missa
    LosingEthel

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