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"We are what we think. All that we are arises with our thoughts. With our thoughts, we make the world." - Buddha

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~ jamison ~
Thanks! Now all i need is a tatoo!
~ Sharon ~
Love the shaved look, Jamison!
~ Hubby, the ex pig ~
I'm actually not a pig, but I will admit to being too self-centered alot in the past. I am working to correct it though.
~ al ~
hey sharon, very sorry to hear about your dad, he will be in our prayers as will your mom and you also, if you need anything let us know
~ Sharon ~
oh, like I'm the only one! I think not...
~ Jamison ~
Arent you one of those girls that goes to the book store, reads a book on the deck like at the Summit book store, and then finishes the book, not having to pay for it? You know those book stores arent librarys!!!
~ Sharon ~
J - LOVE your philosophy!
~ jamison ~
a nickle a day keeps the doctor away, AND leaves you with about $1.50 a month in pure profit!
~ Sharon ~
Hey Jamison, good to hear from you.
~ jamison ~
been busy and body has been more stressed than ever. must be the 4am crying wake up calls each morning...

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The Arms of Sorrow

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posted Tuesday, 1 April 2008

Imprisoned inside this mind
Hiding behind the empty smiles
So simple (the anguish)
As it haunts me
Crawling back into the dark

Running, always running, into the distance
Stop me before I bleed, again
The echoes of my voice
Follow me down
The shadows I cast
Follow me down

Deeper I'm falling
Into the arms of sorrow
Blindly descending
Into the arms of sorrow

There must be serenity

Blindly descending

There must be deliverance...
                       ~ Killswitch Engage

Today, I realized that dreams and thoughts of my late husband still haunts me. I never expected that it wouldn't, but it normally comes and goes periodically, not weeks at a time. As it drags me into sadness, I question myself, because I know psychologically what the mind is doing, yet I have no apparent control over it. It's quite difficult to want to control it when I wake up with fresh thoughts of being in his arms, smelling his skin, and feeling my head against his chest. I know that the mind will try to create grandiose memories to keep your ego satisfied, but I really do try to let it go.

Please don't think I love my life now any less. I have a good life. Some days I just need to allow myself these feelings and then try to move on.

A picture of Ronny on one of our many fun trips to Panama City Beach, FL.

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