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I hope for Hope for you soon.


I'm sorry to hear you're going through "something." Cyber-hugs comin' atcha.


You speak the truth. And also, manage to speak my mind.

I heart you.


That was very well said, Terrilynn. I am sorry you have this in your life, and I will hope that HOPE comes to you soon.


"Even in our sleep,
pain which cannot forget
falls drop by drop upon the heart,
in our own despair,
against our will, comes wisdom
through the awful grace of God."


I don't know whether it is the grace of God or not, but I know the only wisdom I have has been born of pain. And that there's no sense in fighting those stilettos. Because you cannot win, you can only let her do her deed, and wait for the gifts you will earn.

Much love.

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