Archive for May, 2008

Hoodies

May 31, 2008


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Hospital Memories I

May 30, 2008

He had bloodshot eyes, moss-covered teeth and malodorous breath. We were in the corridor. He reached out and tried to pull me towards him.  I hit out at him and backed away.  There was a nurse sitting nearby.  He did not intervene.  He just looked away.

Even In Darkness

May 28, 2008


Even in darkness roses bloom.

He says I enrich his life. He says I am the person he lives for. I will be there for him. As long as he needs me. If it is the only good thing I ever do, I will do this. And I will remember this:

To Have Succeeded

To laugh often and love much:
To win respect of intelligent people
And the affection of children;
To earn the approbation of honest critics
And endure the betrayal of false friends;
To appreciate beauty;
To find the best in others;
To give one’s self;
To leave the world a little better,
Whether by a healthy child,
A garden patch,
Or redeemed social condition;
To have played and laughed with enthusiasm
And sung with exultation;
To know even one life has breathed easier
Because you have lived…
This is to have succeeded.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

star collage

May 28, 2008

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star collage, originally uploaded by Bella the Cat.

A Single Teardrop

May 26, 2008

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He said, ‘The only thing keeping me alive is you.’ But, with me, the only thing you can rely on is that you can’t rely on me. The only thing you can guarantee is that there is no guarantee

A Slice of My Heart

May 25, 2008

Yet More Butterflies

May 24, 2008

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A Lazy Post

May 24, 2008

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(Some digital art from moi.)

Somebody Save Me…

May 20, 2008

 

save-meI’m drowning.


Then learn to swim.

I can’t.  I can’t.

You can. You can.

From a Friend

May 17, 2008

 

blood_on_your_hands_by_bellarie1The time to worry is not when others have high expectations of you but when they have no expectations of you at all.


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