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14 Friday Jul 2017
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30 Thursday Mar 2017
Posted Just a PERFECT Thought
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LITTLE REMINDERS
I’m driving home from a weekend in the Eastern Sierra Mountains. A place that has always brought me peace; except for recently, the peace has been replaced with the deepest sadness and despair.
Am I crying as I drive through the winding hills and valleys? I must be, although I don’t seem to notice much anymore, considering this an everyday occurrence.
Hopelessness washes over me as I fiddle with the iPod left behind, but has somehow become my security blanket into her mind.
Randomly the song changes from the Eagles to Blink 182, one of her favorite bands. It’s a song I have not heard, called Not Now. I intently listen to the lyrics… instantly mesmerized by them.
The song calls out to me…”God has a plan for you”
“I will be waiting”
“I wish I could give you one last kiss”
As the tears stream down my face, I look up to the mountains, covered with powdery, white snow and see a cross. As clear as day… a cross in the mountain formed from the melting snow.
At that moment a sense of comfort washes over me…she is always here with me and waiting for the day I will see her again.
Written By: Ask Ms Mandi
Photograph By: Ask Ms Mandi
Copyright March 30, 2017
29 Sunday Jan 2017
Posted POEMS By Jewels
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NINE LIVES
I just found this poem Jewels wrote, she wrote last February 2016. I think it’s probably one of the saddest of them all, but such a great insight into the mind of someone suffering from depression:
JCW
02/19/16
NINE LIVES
One:
Full of happiness
Giggles and laughter
Innocence is not lost
Two:
A new friend today
I am still young
Pure like clouds
Three:
Adolescence
Not all is happy
My smile is still big
Four:
You fill me with joy
Pure joy
I am happy
Five:
Gone, just like that.
I’m so confused-
Why am I getting so many chances?
Six:
Torn, ripped
Broken and bruised
Innocence is lost
Seven:
Happiness is gone
Let me give up
I’m so, so tired.
Eight:
Shaking, like I’m freezing
Can’t do this much longer.
Why’s life unfair?
Nine:
Damaged.
Nothing but bad memories.
I miss life one.
FINALLY, I AM DEAD.
29 Friday Apr 2016
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Excerpt from Snow…
January stood frozen, in front of her New York window flat. She was alone. It seemed as if she had been alone forever, although it had only been seven days since he left.
She wondered if he would return or leave her to deal with her devastating news alone. She hoped he would come back, but by the look upon his face and the hateful words he had spoken, she wasn’t so sure.
Actually, she wasn’t so sure of anything anymore. The disease had left her numb and afraid.
She wasn’t thinking about herself anymore, as her gaze caught something magical, down on the street below her expensive Brownstone. She was on the fifth floor of her apartment flat, but her eyesight was still good, thank goodness she still had that.
She had to smile. Young love was wonderful, she thought.
She vividly remembered when she and Jack had been so young and naive in love. She had loved him more than life itself back then.
“What happened to us?” She said out loud, even though she was the only one in the room.
The echo of the silence sharply snapped back at her. Relentless, she let the tears fall from her face, no longer caring about her make-up smearing or how she looked.
“What was the point?” She thought.
Written By: Ask Ms Mandi
Photograph By: Ask Ms Mandi
Copyright April 30, 2016
02 Wednesday Mar 2016
Posted Photographs from Art Gallery
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31 Sunday Jan 2016
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10 Thursday Sep 2015
Posted Just a PERFECT Thought
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Always Remembering 911…
September 11, 2001. I remember the day as if it were yesterday. I remember walking into my house around 8:30 am, turning on the television, and watching in horror as the second airplane crashed into the Twin Towers.
The thing that struck me most odd that morning was watching the individual white sheets of paper flutter around the streets of New York, thousands and thousands of paper. I remembered thinking who had touched them, who had just recently stored them into the filing system, who was missing them? It was an eerie thought to wonder about these thousands of sheets of papers coming from the Twin Towers. I do not know why this particular image has stayed in my mind for all these years, but it has. Perhaps my mind needed to fixate onto something less horrific than watching a city fall apart to an awful bout of terrorism. The images we endured that day will forever be stuck in our minds.
September 11th is a very special and memorable day to my family and I because we named our second daughter after a Naval Contractor who had died on September 11th in the Pentagon. We named her Julian Cooper. She reminds us every year on 911 of the loss, we as individuals, families, and as a nation, had to endure on that fateful day fifteen years ago on September 11, 2001.
WE WILL NEVER FORGET!
Written By: Ask Ms Mandi
Copyright September 11, 2012
21 Tuesday Jan 2014
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Dear Paxton:
Time hadn’t healed her heart as she had expected, but instead, had caused her even greater pain with each passing day. She was not well. She was feeling sick almost every day, but she never vomited. She figured she was just burning the candle at both ends, needing more sleep.
Most of the time she didn’t get home until two or three in the morning, falling asleep almost immediately, barely crawling in between the cold linen sheets.
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01 Sunday Sep 2013
Posted Just a PERFECT Thought
inFinding Your Child’s Talents:
How do we know as parents when are child or children are really talented in something or just lucky? Isn’t it odd how some children are just born with the nack of being able to draw portraits or play a musical instrument? Do we ever question this or just go about our normal lives as if it were a perfectly natural occurrence.
The scientific study to this fascinating phenomena is called genetics. Of course our children are born with a part of us and our spouse, but sometimes a genetic trait will be picked up from a far away, remote relative we have never met. This would explain why a child would become an artist at a young age when neither parent has an ounce of artistic ability, not even in their pinky finger.
It is still amazing and amazes me an a daily basis. Watching a young child, sitting contentedly in her chair with a drawing tablet on her lap and a pencil in her hand, drawing a replica of Mary Cassatt. And a darn good replica I may add. For all of you that may not be familiar with the paintings of Mary Cassatt….. she is widely known for her work of painting and drawing portraits of woman with children and / or children with animals. Not an easy task by any means.
Find your child’s talents, encourage their dreams, and let them play around with their ideas. You may be happily surprised to find that your average child may be anything but average, growing up to be another Mary Cassatt.
Written By: Ask Ms Mandi
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