it's the fifteenth. some of you know that tomorrow would have been my fourth wedding anniversary.
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that's about how i'm letting myself feel.
so let me take this time to say thank you to each and every one of you who have held my hands up as i weathered that storm. thank you for praying for not only me, but for jared too. life really does go on even if it is never the same. God is the same and i will continue to marvel and praise Him for His love.
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If any one faculty of our nature may be called more wonderful than the rest, I do think it is memory. There seems something more speakingly incomprehensible in the powers, the failures, the inequalities of memory, than in any other of our intelligences. The memory is sometimes so retentive, so serviceable, so obedient; at others, so bewildered and so weak; and at others again, so tyrannic, so beyond control! We are, to be sure, a miracle every way; but our powers of recollecting and of forgetting do seem peculiarly past finding out.
Jane Austen (1775 - 1817), Mansfield Park
I love you! ~ Tracy
so do i =)
wow, Jane Austen commented on your blog!
I love you, too.
hey i was wondering if you knew of any good, random, unusual poets that I could still find literary criticisms of their works. I have to do a report for English so . . . Chris advised me to come to you! hehe I hope you have a wonderful week - and be sure to give hugs to everyone!
Love you lots,
Tracy
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