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I get up every morning determined to both change the world and have one hell of a good time. Sometimes this makes planning my day difficult.
E. B. White (1899 - 1985)

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After experiencing the loss of child and one pregnancy complication after another, my family is now complete. I am the mother of three beautiful children and one angel-Aria, my first punk rock girl. I resigned from a government job to raise my beautiful children. I love to bake and discovered that I have a talent. All cakes are made from scratch using the freshest ingredients possible. No box cakes or just add extract to powder for me.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

I miss my Mom so much.




If you were here
I know that you would
Truly be amazed
At what's become of what you made
If you were here
You would know how I treasured every day
How every single word you spoke
Echo's in me like a memory of hope

When you were here
You could not feel the value that I placed
On every look that crossed your face
When you were here
I did not know just how I had embraced
All that you hid behind your face
Could not hide from me
'Cause it hid in me too

Parent:
Hello tiger, it's great fun, talking with you. like this--in fact I'm going to do it more often

Now that I'm here I hear you and wonder if maybe you can hear yourself
Ringing in me now that your somewhere else.

Parent:I miss you a lot

'Cause I hear your strange music gentle and true

Parent: But I'm so proud of everything you do there

Singing inside me with the best parts of you

Parent: Next time I see you you'll proudly sing it back to me

Now that I'm here
I hope somewhere you here them too
Now that I'm here

I love you...

Daughter:
It's okay you can go now 

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