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    On Oct 25, 2010 Patsy wrote:

    When I was a young mother at home with my two small children, my world was made of small things. We lived the joy of small joys and the pain of small hurts together. It helped me to remember my smallness as a child.

    As my children grew older we spent less time togher. Their needs for me became fewer, but larger. It helped me remember my growing years. The experiences of youth are so easy physically and so difficult emotionally. So much pain. So much elation!

    I am growing old now. My emotional world is more even. I have learned the pain and the pleasure both have a place within me. I have faced down my share of  paper tigers and learned not to worry until I feel the tigers teeth on my skin. My physical world is now more challenging. Pain slowly finds places to settle in to keep me company. My spirit world is bigger than ever and I find myself occasionally amazed by the things I see.

    I am grateful to be alive and I will be grateful to die.


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