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I told you I would be back to being myself again … a soft, squishy, marshmallow, who sees the world thru rose colored glasses!

Hello, my wee, merry band of Dibbuns. Last we chatted, I was in a dark place. Loving big also means you hurt big sometimes too, but do you really want to love small? It's okay ... and I'm okay. Thanks to all of you, I had a safe place to let all of the yuck… Continue reading I told you I would be back to being myself again … a soft, squishy, marshmallow, who sees the world thru rose colored glasses!

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Part Three of Hope grows in rocky soil, Georgia, on my mind …

Well, my hello, my little friends! Where were we? Oh ... yes, the last part of my story about angels, otherworldly happenings, and Dennis' health crisis in Canada 4 years ago. Last we spoke in part II, Dennis was still in ICU, but, praise be, he had finally regained consciousness! Once they removed Dennis' breathing… Continue reading Part Three of Hope grows in rocky soil, Georgia, on my mind …

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Well I guess I won’t have any secrets left after you read this! NOT a task, just a little chat, from Auntie Lee-Lee, about ‘The Imperfect Art of Care-giving!’

This post isn't on my list of things to do before 50, but I have been feeling nudged by my intuition to write a post on this subject. If you have any form of attachment whatsoever to another human being - Congratulations!!!! YOU WILL BE A CAREGIVER AT SOME POINT IN YOUR LIFE. So, perhaps… Continue reading Well I guess I won’t have any secrets left after you read this! NOT a task, just a little chat, from Auntie Lee-Lee, about ‘The Imperfect Art of Care-giving!’