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Edited by
Rapunzel
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Mon 05/11/09 01:11 PM
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 My Ex Husband Randy... <<< James Randall >>> ...my Children's Dad
 has passed away  He has been gone into Eternity for 8 years now
I was thinking of him recently ///
in fact I think of Randy every time i hear this song
by Cat Stevens called < How can I tell you ? >
it makes me cry every time  i hear this song
Randy wasn't all that great with words 
when we were first married ..  ..he was very shy 
but he played the guitar & he sang well
and he played the flute really well too
This was the song he used to sing and play for me... 
Cat Stevens "How Can I Tell You?" :) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Vr7YeTc5w4&feature=related http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R2Efrt7wtxQ&feature=related http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wsk5MJeV5Qc&feature=related http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8qdnhBP2tWY&feature=related How can I tell you that I love you, I love you But I cant think of right words to say I long to tell you that Im always thinking of you Im always thinking of you, but my words Just blow away, just blow away It always ends up to one thing, honey And I cant think of right words to say Wherever I am girl, Im always walking with you Im always walking with you, but I look and youre not there Whoever Im with, Im always, always talking to you Im always talking to you, and Im sad that You cant hear, sad that you cant hear It always ends up to one thing, honey, When I look and youre not there I need to know you, need to feel my arms around you Feel my arms around you, like a sea around a shore And -- each night and day I pray, in hope That I might find you, in hope that I might Find you, because hearts can do no more It always ends up to one thing honey, still I kneel upon the floor How can I tell you that I love you, I love you But I cant think of right words to say I long to tell you that Im always thinking of you Im always thinking of you.... It always ends up to one thing honey And I cant think of right words to say Randy was the first one to call me Nessa 
except for my aunt calling me messy nessa 
but we won't get into that now ... 
but with my Husband Randy
after so many years of knowing each other
after so many very happy & very sad things that we went through together
still we did not really know one another well enough
being married for ten years & having 3 beautiful children together
going through a sad and brutal divorce with a custody battle
and then after being divorced for soo many years
and for us to become Grandparents
and for Randy to have the brutal disease diabetes
we knew he was sick and may not have long to live
which in fact , it did take his life way too early
We realized how really short & precious life is
and how our children and grandchildren
are a part of both of us
and our lifeblood will live on in our children
and our children's children and so on forever .....
as long as there is humanity
after all of those years of sharing such real life experiences
we finally actually really became friends at last
We had to come full circle,
maybe you out there might know what i am saying ... 
we had to lose what we had
to really understand What we had
what we lost and how precious life is ...
and how some things can never be done over 
You have to do them right the first time...
cause in some really important things ,
you don't get a second chance
and no matter how you wish you could change it , you can't
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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Mon 05/11/09 02:01 PM
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9TGiqef2Fp0&NR=1
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Truer were were never spoken...........Peace and Love sis...
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truer words that is,
 sorry
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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Mon 05/11/09 02:04 PM
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Truer were were never spoken...........Peace and Love sis...
Oh thank you Peace and Love to you Jeff....
How are those beautiful Country Kids of yours ,,,
probably growing like weeds ...
speaking of weeds /////
here...have some of this from the west coast
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truer words that is, sorry
no problem big guy...
my typing leaves much  to be desired
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hi nessa, moving monologue you have up there
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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Mon 05/11/09 02:29 PM
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hi nessa, moving monologue you have up there
awwwwwww...Martin...thank you ...
you are a very sensitive man, i can tell ...
thank you soo much for noticing...
i don't know why i got into all of that today
but for some reason it was supposed to be shared now...
maybe on a deeper cosmic level
someone out there who reads this thread
but who may or may not respond to it ... may really need to hear what i had to say
to save their own very delicate life situation
from impending disaster ...
we often only have one chance to get it right
and many of you out there are still very young
you still have time to make it right the first time
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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Mon 05/11/09 04:42 PM
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hey there guys & gals
you have to check this out ~ please
it is awesome //// my friend Jeff <<< MandolinWinds >>>
i met him on another site and he is from beautiful Marin County
which is above San Francisco across the Golden Gate bridge
keeps sending me these awesome videos he makes
of his hiking trips when he is out and about
this is the gorgeous land i am talking about
05 10 09 Pan Toll, Steep Ravine, Stinson Beach, Matt Davis Trail http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1hk_riu875U&feature=channel_page 
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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Mon 05/11/09 04:46 PM
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here is another one...
get out your fiddle Mountain Man 
02 08 09 Muir Woods, Pan Toll, West Point, Mountain Home. Marin, Ca http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gwSS2coG_GM&feature=channel |
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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Mon 05/11/09 04:55 PM
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My Mother and I always loved this poem
'Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening' Whose woods these are I think I know, His house is in the village though. He will not see me stopping here, To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer, To stop without a farmhouse near, Between the woods and frozen lake, The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shake, To ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound's the sweep, Of easy wind and downy flake. The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep. -- Robert Frost 
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nice pics nessa, and yea you hit it on the head about me
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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Mon 05/11/09 08:43 PM
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nice pics nessa, and yea you hit it on the head about me
well ~ You don't need a weatherman
to know which way the wind blows
by Mr. Bob Dylan
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2-xIulyVsG8 "Subterranean Homesick Blues " Johny's in the basement Mixing up the medicine I'm on the pavement Thinking about the government The man in the trench coat Badge out, laid off Says he's got a bad cough Wants to get it paid off Look out kid It's somethin' you did God knows when But you're doin' it again You better duck down the alley way Lookin' for a new friend The man in the coon-skip cap In the big pen Wants eleven dollar bills You only got ten. Maggie comes fleet foot Face full of black soot Talkin' that the heat put Plants in the bed but The phone's tapped anyway Maggie says that many say They must bust in early May Orders from the DA Look out kid Don't matter what you did Walk on your tip toes Don't try, 'No Doz' Better stay away from those That carry around a fire hose Keep a clean nose Watch the plain clothes You don't need a weather man To know which way the wind blows. Get sick, get well Hang around an ink well Ring bell, hard to tell If anything is goin' to sell Try hard, get barred Get back, write Braille Get jailed, jump bail Join the army, if you failed Look out kid You're gonna get hit But users, cheaters Six-time losers Hang around the theaters Girl by the whirlpool Lookin' for a new fool Don't follow leaders Watch the parkin' meters. Ah get born, keep warm Short pants, romance, learn to dance Get dressed, get blessed Try to be a success Please her, please him, buy gifts Don't steal, don't lift Twenty years of schoolin' And they put you on the day shift Look out kid They keep it all hid Better jump down a manhole Light yourself a candle Don't wear sandals Try to avoid the scandals Don't wanna be a bum You better chew gum The pump don't work 'Cause the vandals took the handles. |
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Good good morning...
these two pics are for my friend Two Wolves
David...N the Wind
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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Tue 05/12/09 08:12 AM
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oh my Gosh David...look what else i found !!!!!!
so profound
http://www.rainbowbody.net/Ongwhehonwhe/cherokee.htm Native Wisdom A Grandfather from the Cherokee Nation was talking with his grandson. "A fight is going on inside me," he said to the boy. "It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves." "One wolf is evil and ugly: He is anger, envy, war, greed, self-pity, sorrow, regret, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, selfishness and arrogance." "The other wolf is beautiful and good: He is friendly, joyful, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, justice, fairness, empathy, generosity, true, compassion, gratitude, and deep VISION." "This same fight is going on inside you, and inside every other human as well." The grandson paused in deep reflection because of what his grandfather had just said. Then he finally cried out; "Oyee! Grandfather, which wolf will win?" The elder Cherokee replied, "The wolf that you feed." soo very wise ,,,
I wonder why one source says that it is a Cherokee Quotation and another one says that it is Navajo in origin ??? 
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Edited by
MorningSong
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Tue 05/12/09 08:50 AM
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A Very Unique and Beautiful Thread ,Rapunzel.
Just Like You , Sister....
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A Very Unique and Beautiful Thread ,Rapunzel. Just Like You , Sister....
Oh My Gosh,,,Sister Morning Song...
thank you soo much ...i am soo honored
I was just talking to Cool Chic Dee on the phone
and i was telling her how truly kind & genuine you are it really shows me who the real Christians are here
when people like you who also profess Christianity
come peacefully into this herbal place of peace
and not to judge or criticize , but just to love and breathe in the blessings ///
i thank you & love you soo sooo much ...
my True Sister
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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Tue 05/12/09 09:04 AM
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