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Comment from Brett Matthew West
Just because she may not be yours biologically speaking does not mean she is not yours in all other important ways.
The woman at the church who made the remark about children from previous marriages should check her own baggage first before she makes such a comment.
That only shows her ignorance.
Should be a good contest entry.
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2016
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Just because she may not be yours biologically speaking does not mean she is not yours in all other important ways.
The woman at the church who made the remark about children from previous marriages should check her own baggage first before she makes such a comment.
That only shows her ignorance.
Should be a good contest entry.
Comment Written 26-Mar-2016
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2016
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I have forgiven her a long time ago, however it truly hurts to be judged like that. Thank you so much for the high ranking.
Comment from Chris Walker
Such a sweet sweet memory you have related, and one your granddaughter will cherish! It is a lovely tradition to share, teach, and pass on. And about that judgmental woman--hopefully she has found the grace to fill judgment's place.
Best of luck in the contest. ~Chris
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2016
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Such a sweet sweet memory you have related, and one your granddaughter will cherish! It is a lovely tradition to share, teach, and pass on. And about that judgmental woman--hopefully she has found the grace to fill judgment's place.
Best of luck in the contest. ~Chris
Comment Written 26-Mar-2016
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2016
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It is a sweet memory and I am so blessed that you enjoyed it. This is an excellent way to help each other . Thank you so much
Comment from Ulla
What a lovely poem about your unofficial granddaughter. Your love for her shines through every word about this Easter tale of painting the eggs. I enjoyed reading very much. I'm out of six which I would have liked to give you. Good luck in the contest. All the best. Ulla
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2016
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What a lovely poem about your unofficial granddaughter. Your love for her shines through every word about this Easter tale of painting the eggs. I enjoyed reading very much. I'm out of six which I would have liked to give you. Good luck in the contest. All the best. Ulla
Comment Written 26-Mar-2016
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2016
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Thank you so much for your kind words. All Children are valuable and my Bailee is definitely loved. You made my day. Thank you
Comment from Sandra du Plessis
To be a divorced woman does not make a woman bad. No one have the right to judge even when they know the reasons. Rather divorced than to be unhappy or his punching bag.
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2016
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To be a divorced woman does not make a woman bad. No one have the right to judge even when they know the reasons. Rather divorced than to be unhappy or his punching bag.
Comment Written 26-Mar-2016
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2016
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And that is what I was, a punching bag, and it took a lot of courage to get out of it. Thank you for your insightful message.
Comment from tfawcus
What an absolutely delightful anecdote. There can be few more exciting ways of anticipating Easter than this age-old custom. We used to do it by wrapping onion skins around the eggs while boiling them. I love the way you relate the colouring in the eggs to the colours that life has given you. It takes experience to split white light into a rainbow! Just one very minor point about the poem - I was always taught to place myself second in a sentence like "I or my husband" - but then perhaps I have not yet learnt to assert myself! LOL
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2016
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What an absolutely delightful anecdote. There can be few more exciting ways of anticipating Easter than this age-old custom. We used to do it by wrapping onion skins around the eggs while boiling them. I love the way you relate the colouring in the eggs to the colours that life has given you. It takes experience to split white light into a rainbow! Just one very minor point about the poem - I was always taught to place myself second in a sentence like "I or my husband" - but then perhaps I have not yet learnt to assert myself! LOL
Comment Written 26-Mar-2016
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2016
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I appreciate you so much. I agree with you and went back and edited it to "my husband or I and it truly sounded much better. Curious, what did the onion skins do to the eggs?
Comment from Senyai
Lovely reminiscing and wise lessons learned make this poem so satisfying to read, Jusylee. Sounds like you know how to make lemonade with what life hands you, the sign of a strong, intuitive person.
Look for more of your work.
Happy Easter,
Senyai
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2016
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Lovely reminiscing and wise lessons learned make this poem so satisfying to read, Jusylee. Sounds like you know how to make lemonade with what life hands you, the sign of a strong, intuitive person.
Look for more of your work.
Happy Easter,
Senyai
Comment Written 26-Mar-2016
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2016
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Life hasn't been easy or perfect for me but it has been successful. My children have grown through adversity and are extremely successful human beings. My oldest is Nik Lentz, 8th in the world in the UFC, ( Fights for a living on tv, mixed martial arts) My daughter is a lawyer and my youngest son is a mechanic for BMW. What happens to us makes us stronger and more compassionate people. I can tell you are also that way. Thank you.
Comment from Dean Kuch
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This is such a tender, write, jusylee, and so very genuine. It's really easy to see by reading this that you love and cherish that little six-year-old darlin' with all of your heart. That's exactly as it should be because, let's face it, children need lots and lots of love.
Bravo, and Happy Easter to you, little Bailey, and the rest of your family as well.
~Dean
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2016
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This is such a tender, write, jusylee, and so very genuine. It's really easy to see by reading this that you love and cherish that little six-year-old darlin' with all of your heart. That's exactly as it should be because, let's face it, children need lots and lots of love.
Bravo, and Happy Easter to you, little Bailey, and the rest of your family as well.
~Dean
Comment Written 26-Mar-2016
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2016
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Happy Easter. Dean, I appreciate every time you write to me. I am learning so much and it is enriching my life
Comment from scd41
I loved your poem from the beginning till the end. The unusual title drew me first to read it. I learnt a few things about the custom for making Easter eggs. The poem expresses deep pathos and strong bonding. I recalled my days I spent with my granddaughter playfully when she was six years old.
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2016
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I loved your poem from the beginning till the end. The unusual title drew me first to read it. I learnt a few things about the custom for making Easter eggs. The poem expresses deep pathos and strong bonding. I recalled my days I spent with my granddaughter playfully when she was six years old.
Comment Written 26-Mar-2016
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2016
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Thank you so much. I truly love her. I will let you in on a little secret. When my son and Bailee's Mother got together they both came from bad relationships. Early on they agreed to not speak of marriage until four years had past. This month is the end of that four years. They are still together and their faces light up when they see each other. There could be more to this story.
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I wish them long years of peace and happiness.
Comment from judester
We can find joyful love wherever we go. Never mind those who judge without seeing that life does not always follow rules." I am sure that woman from the church misses many opportunities for joy in her life. Bless you and your grand daughter having this loving connection. Cheers, judester
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2016
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We can find joyful love wherever we go. Never mind those who judge without seeing that life does not always follow rules." I am sure that woman from the church misses many opportunities for joy in her life. Bless you and your grand daughter having this loving connection. Cheers, judester
Comment Written 25-Mar-2016
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2016
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Thank you so much for your rating. It brightens my day. I am who I am because of the mistakes I have made and I truly cherish life.
Comment from ndadarose
Not only did the poem describe a wonderful tradition but drew an analogy from a traumatic past experience and turned it into a glorious reckoning. The "unofficial" Grand Daughter becomes the brightest egg in the basket. What a wonderful story told in poetic form!
reply by the author on 25-Mar-2016
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Not only did the poem describe a wonderful tradition but drew an analogy from a traumatic past experience and turned it into a glorious reckoning. The "unofficial" Grand Daughter becomes the brightest egg in the basket. What a wonderful story told in poetic form!
Comment Written 25-Mar-2016
reply by the author on 25-Mar-2016
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Thank you so much. I truly appreciate your thoughts. You made my day.
