Monday, March 27, 2006
Thursday, March 02, 2006
Ode to Jean
Jean Isabel from back home passed away last week. The world is a worse off place without her.
All her life, Jean had been in a wheel chair. She didn't have the muscle to mover herself. Some would say she was helpless. I wouldn't.
All my life I thought visiting her and helping her was doing her the favor. I only just realized I was completely wrong. It was I who was being most rewarded.
The stories of her life were so intriguing-so inspirational. She often wrote to celebrities, such as Marilyn Monroe, who often wrote back. She had letters and autographed pictures of almost every US president in her lifetime. She even learned braille so she could write Hellen Keller. She was truly outstanding.
Jean always had a story, always had something to share, always had a smile. She was confined to a wheelchair, because her spirit was too great for her body.
May you rest in peace, Jean. Your presence will be soarly missed on this earth. I will come and dance with you in heaven someday.
All her life, Jean had been in a wheel chair. She didn't have the muscle to mover herself. Some would say she was helpless. I wouldn't.
All my life I thought visiting her and helping her was doing her the favor. I only just realized I was completely wrong. It was I who was being most rewarded.
The stories of her life were so intriguing-so inspirational. She often wrote to celebrities, such as Marilyn Monroe, who often wrote back. She had letters and autographed pictures of almost every US president in her lifetime. She even learned braille so she could write Hellen Keller. She was truly outstanding.
Jean always had a story, always had something to share, always had a smile. She was confined to a wheelchair, because her spirit was too great for her body.
May you rest in peace, Jean. Your presence will be soarly missed on this earth. I will come and dance with you in heaven someday.
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
Monday, February 13, 2006
SARAH'S AND MY TOTALLY POINTLESS DAY!!!!!
The Mall
I talked Sarah into going to the mall (it was a secret ploy to get ideas for her birthday present). We were in Claire's and Sarah says "Hey Miranda, you should get your ears pierced." This thought had never really occured to me before. "Ok" So I filled out some paperwork, Prayed (I'm not nervous)

Hugged a teddy bear. Even though I'm not nervous. I'm not freaking out.


Not nervous.
TaDa!
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
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