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    I wasn't awake and I wasn't asleep. I was somewhere in between, the light slanting through my eyes making me think I was in a bed of cloud and comfort.

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    I absolutely adore and want this black La Cornue range and also loving the hood.

    My sunday in bed - just add kleenex, cough drops and nasal spray, and you got it....

    Nice a large chalkboard in the kitchen. But not directly on the wall, by using a large wooden square.

    A place I'd like to sit on a Sunday morning or late afternoon...maybe it overlooks a busy street or a quiet avenue lined with cafes and botiques.

    I need my body to stop racing, my feet to stop pacing, and my heart to stop aching.

    *take pics of what life really looks like on the weekend: the unmade bed, us in our pi's, the yummy food, the happy family)

    I will never ever tire of the look, the feel of early evening sun......truly a gift from Jehovah our Creator.

    Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in you. Show me the way I should go, for to you I entrust my life. -Psalm 143:8

    2. b. The gypsy queen will always be a student; she may have graduated high school, but she continues to learn things about life and academic subjects as she travels around the world and time, helping others.

    Somewhere, we know that without silence words lose their meaning, that without listening speaking no longer heals, that without distance closeness cannot cure. —Henri Nouwen// photo visuell afasi