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RipGurl: December 2009
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Swim parallel to the shore; don't fight the wave. Wednesday, December 9, 2009. Advent: Waiting for the Event. The event that is about to take place once again takes a lot of preparation. We are scurrying around gathering food and gifts for those we love and those we are trying to love. It is a call to action. Bring the light back to the darkening Earth. No easy feat. Is that not what we are supposed to do? Thanks be to God! Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). One Day at a Time. Coffee, Cigare...
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RipGurl: May 2010
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Swim parallel to the shore; don't fight the wave. Tuesday, May 11, 2010. When you thought I wasn't paying attention,. You had me baptized and I learned to believe in God. You taught me my ABCs and I learned to be a teacher. You took care of Grandma and I learned to take care of my family. You stood by Dad and I learned marriage is forever. You said, "To each his own" and I learned everyone must live their own lives. You loved me no matter what and I learned what love is. Links to this post.
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RipGurl: Broken Heart
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Swim parallel to the shore; don't fight the wave. Sunday, November 6, 2011. My heart is fucking broken! Why do I have to feel like a teenage girl. I can't get past my first broken heart. I just continue to entrap myself in these foolish desires.I thought I had found my paradise, my soul mate, my salvation. Yet I just end up with another broken heart. Why can't I see true love and accept it. Why must I pursue such elusive and empty attractions? Please God help me! Why is a kiss so important?
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RipGurl: January 2010
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Swim parallel to the shore; don't fight the wave. Thursday, January 28, 2010. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). One Day at a Time. Thanks to Fishstyx and to those below who keep me reading instead of drinking. Abbey of the Arts. Celtic Spiritual Practices A love note from your online abbess. 1 Door Away From Heaven part II. Stop, Drop, Recover. Diamonds in the Sky with Lucy. Lucy has a new address. It's a Brain Disease. All Who Wander are not Lost! 300 Days in the Sun. Sober Woman of God.
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RipGurl: July 2010
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Swim parallel to the shore; don't fight the wave. Monday, July 12, 2010. It's all because of the y. There are so many rules to the English language and exceptions to the rule. Therefore, I have set out to see if I can possibly devise an App (Application) to help our little ones master the mystery of our language. Let's see if I can start a new beginning. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). One Day at a Time. Thanks to Fishstyx and to those below who keep me reading instead of drinking.
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RipGurl: New Beginnings
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Swim parallel to the shore; don't fight the wave. Monday, July 12, 2010. It's all because of the y. There are so many rules to the English language and exceptions to the rule. Therefore, I have set out to see if I can possibly devise an App (Application) to help our little ones master the mystery of our language. Let's see if I can start a new beginning. Not blogging (one coming today- grin! I believe it a fear of not being loved (by everybody- HA! Bless you, Wave-Rider. Word Verification is: boattle!
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RipGurl: April 2010
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Swim parallel to the shore; don't fight the wave. Sunday, April 11, 2010. During my Lenten journey I couldn't help but be the Doubting Thomas. I asked, "God if you could whip up any creation that your heart desired, then why did you make us with all these imperfections? Or does He want to give us the choice? Go ahead and try it, but I am warning you that it might kill you." Do we say that to our children? Go ahead and walk in the street, but you might get hurt. No! Then I come full circle and try to make...
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RipGurl: November 2009
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Swim parallel to the shore; don't fight the wave. Friday, November 13, 2009. The Answer is Blowin in the Wind. I just read this amazing poem written by another blogger that has so inspired and moved me. He has captured a feeling that expresses exactly where I am at right now. As I work through what seems like trivial troubles compared to those of others, I understand that I am not in control. The answer is blowing in the wind. My heart will continue to seek the Spirit, refusing to harden, reformi...Okay,...
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RipGurl: November 2011
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Swim parallel to the shore; don't fight the wave. Sunday, November 6, 2011. My heart is fucking broken! Why do I have to feel like a teenage girl. I can't get past my first broken heart. I just continue to entrap myself in these foolish desires.I thought I had found my paradise, my soul mate, my salvation. Yet I just end up with another broken heart. Why can't I see true love and accept it. Why must I pursue such elusive and empty attractions? Please God help me! Why is a kiss so important?
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RipGurl: June 2010
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Swim parallel to the shore; don't fight the wave. Sunday, June 13, 2010. Links to this post. Wednesday, June 2, 2010. Her unconditional acceptance that has taught me faith. She did not complain when syrup was not around, but took brown sugar out and added water and said there with a smile. Grandma you will linger in my heart like the sweet taste of that "syrup.". And thank you for my two year chip-another marker on the road, still so far yet to go. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
