Today being Saint Patrick's Day and me being Irish, here are my Irish words of wisdom:
Live well. Love much. Laugh often.
Happy St. Pat's Day!!
Yeah, none of that watery green beer. Go for the stout!
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Scars left from inner battles. Steel infusing my spine. Naked and vulnerable for all to see. Then hope came to me.
Wallpaper entitled "Hope"
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...The Place has changed...
Out of time and mind, out of grief and despair, out of loss and pain...
Sometimes hope can be as fragile as the wings of a butterfly.
What seems to us as bitter trials are often blessings in disguise.--Oscar Wilde
Our strength grows out of weaknesses.--Ralph Waldo Emerson
Strength is born in the deep silence of long-suffering hearts; not amid joy.--Arthur Helps
What seems to us as bitter trials are often blessings in disguise.--Oscar Wilde
Our strength grows out of weaknesses.--Ralph Waldo Emerson
Strength is born in the deep silence of long-suffering hearts; not amid joy.--Arthur Helps
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The Happiest of St. Patrick's Days to you Linda! I'm jealous you're Irish. I think I should've been born in Ireland. Ah well. Thank you muchly for all your comments today. Yours are my favorite to read. You have excellent taste and are straightforward. I like that.
ReplyDeleteI'll be glad to adopt you into the family! As for my comments, I didn't mean to let so many pile up. My eyes see the blog everyday, but my brain takes a few days to catch up!!
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