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Posted on March 20, 2012 in life with 7 Comments
“When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom’d,
And the great star early droop’d in the western sky in the night,
I mourn’d, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.”
Walt Whitman
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A cajun gulf coast girl trapped in the armpit of Alabama, wading through widowhood, going back to college after being a cop for 20 years, detailing adventures in retail, probate and life with the help of two terriers, chocolate, and lots of wine. Always on the lookout for a little lagniappe & random chin hairs.
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All my love and hugs for you.
Enjoy your time at the beach, as hard as it may seem. Soak up the sun and the memories. Hopefully you’ll return refreshed.
Holding you close to my heart today. I hope you have a nice, peaceful trip and that happy memories encompass you so that you feel his love squeezing you today. ((hugs))
Nothing but love and peace for you.
Love and ((HUGS)) headed your way. Have a nice, PEACEFUL time at the beach and remember the good, silly times with him.
Huge, huge ((hugs))… I hope you’re having some fun at the beach (your tweets make it sound like you are). I have a feeling that’s what Gregory would want for you. You deserve it.
{{{{{HUGS}}}}} Love you Kimmy!