There are times in my life where I say to my self why could that have not been me. I hope they’re happy together for eons and eons.
Of course a beautiful outside wedding almost destroyed by hurricane dean. The one day it was not perfect outside.
here is the link to my flickr and the pictures.
My daughter with her medium length blond hair and golden tan, especially in summer, is a handful just like her dad. Her brown eyes and small frame impeccable taste as she likes to be just like her dad.
I have just recovered from a short stay at one of our finer medical institutions. I was just getting home when my girl calls me to welcome me in her own special way.
She asks me.
“Dad what is 12 times 12.”
I said “24”.
She said,”No, times.”
I said, “144”.
“Good, you’re all better now,” she said.
I am so glad that such a small exam is an example of my sanity.
Welcome to my spin. welcome to the end.
I know that when life wipes the slate clean. we can be depressed about what we lost and try to regain the past, or we can take advantage of the life do-over and start fresh.
If god knows my name. What if i don’t know my own name.
If the end comes will i care.
Life is a beutiful thing. The only thing that is guaranteed is death.
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