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Previous Comments By 'sweetsambagirl'

Receiving Each Day as an Invitation, by John O'Donohue

FaceBook  On Nov 13, 2013 Ingrid wrote:

 My most precious memories are with my dad.   First I would always get a hug.  I miss these hugs so much.  We often traveled together, went to London to watch musicals, and many a time sailing to shell island.  He loved me so much.  Now that he's in heaven, I miss him a lot.  I wish I could have a hug.  When I moved back home across country, we arrived as his hometown in Colorado at sunset.  He made the sky so pretty just at that moment.  Often he makes the sky beautiful for me today.


The Surprising Truth of Sufficiency, by Lynne Twist

FaceBook  On Nov 7, 2013 Ingrid wrote:

my life is full of kitty purrs, my sweet companion ^-^, pink sunsets as my daddy lights up the sky from heaven, the passionate music of Chopin and Beethoven who speaks through silence, grand bat mas, farapus e samba a dance of life, creativity, light, stars, serenity, water all around