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Epilepsy The Thief

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Epilepsy is a thief! It steals my daughter for minutes that seem like hours and renders me helpless.  It brings fear!  Fear of losing her, fear she’ll be bullied, fear of letting go, fear she’ll be treated as less, but…

epilepsy has taught me we are fighters, we are stronger than we thought and we will NEVER give up or lose hope!  We are determined to keep educating and searching until a cure is found and epilepsy is locked away for good.

Epilepsy is heartbreak, but it is also happiness in the people we’ve met who we might never have known without it!  Epilepsy is seizures, fears, tests, surgeries, medications, statistics, stigmas, tears, but it will not… it can not break me!

Happy Thanksgiving 2010

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Happy Thanksgiving from our family to yours!

Here’s a great Thanksgiving Day poem that captures the meaning of turkey day for me and a few of my favorite turkey day quotes…

More Than A Day

 As Thanksgiving Day rolls around,
It brings up some facts, quite profound.
We may think that we’re poor,
Feel like bums, insecure,
But in truth, our riches astound.

So add up your blessings, I say;
Make Thanksgiving last more than a day.
Enjoy what you’ve got;
Realize it’s a lot,
And you’ll make all your cares go away.

~By Karl Fuchs~

“As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them.”

~John Fitzgerald Kennedy~

If the only prayer you said in your whole life was, “thank you,” that would suffice. 

 ~Meister Eckhart~

Forever on Thanksgiving Day
The heart will find the pathway home.


~Wilbur D. Nesbit~ 

Some hae meat and canna eat, –
And some wad eat that want it;
But we hae meat, and we can eat,
Sae let the Lord be thankit.

~Robert Burns~

 

In My Heart…

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The silence it’s deafening

the pain is much to great,

the thought of you not being here

just doesn’t resonate.

My head keeps spinning round and round

emotions wearing thin,

Tears fall down upon the ground

the weather from within.

You’ve always been a part of me

my heart, my life, my soul

life doesn’t always go our way,

so I know I have to let you go.

I Think I’m Gonna Cry…

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My Mother’s Day came a little early when Meg decided to write me this poem.

My Mommy is so special she loves me with all her heart.

She helps me with my homework and tells me I am smart.

She makes me very happy when I am feeling blue,

So this poem is to tell her – Mommy I love you!

If that wasn’t enough she spoiled me with this beautiful picture.

Just when I thought it couldn’t get any better she told me to sit down and close my eyes.  When I opened my eyes she had a cute little bag she’d decorated at school for Mother’s Day.  Inside the bag was a beautiful little flower-pot with a Marigold in it.  On the side of the pot written in red puff paint was the word “MOM”.  It was accompanied by a book she’d put together called “Mom You’re the Greatest!”

Meg the best part of my life is having you in it!  I’m truly blessed!