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Why Did My Child Die (Popularity:  )
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As the sun rose over the ocean a gentle breeze blew awakening my senses to the peace of my surroundings. My thoughts quieted for a moment as my mind took in the beauty of the tiny island I was vacationing on.
I wished that every day could begin like this day. A beginning when everyone around was not occupied with work or the tragedy of life. A day where simple faith ...
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Why Did President Ford Pardon Richard Nixon - Because Forgiveness Takes Strength (Popularity: )
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When Gerald Ford became the first un-elected President of the United States, he brought with him the hopes and dreams of the American people, who were tired of hearing about Watergate, and who were filled with humiliation and over the break-ins and lies and excuses they had heard from their elected officials. Most Americans wanted to see President Richard Nixon punished--for what he had done, and for what he had ...
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Widowed Persons And Some Stigma They Suffer (Popularity: )
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When I became a widow, I thought I had the grieving thing already whipped. We both knew my husband was dieing and would not be around for long once he was put into the Hospice Program. He had been hospitalized 12 different times during his 8 years on oxygen. His lung disease, diabetes and heart disease all had an equal chance of taking him away. We had talks about how ...
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Widowed, Alone, Lonely, Grieving: Picking At Old Scabs? (Popularity: )
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What did you mom tell you about picking at scabs?
"Don't do that, you will only make your sore worse!" Was mom right about the scab picking. "If you pull off the scab, you may have a scar forever." Maybe she was right.
What does all this junk talk have to do with being lonely? Well, we all do it, we pick at our painful parts. We cry about how our life ...
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Words Never Spoken (Popularity: )
Some people get one last chance as the person they love declines after a long illness and gradually approaches her or his last days. Some wait until the midnight hour, perhaps reaching the bedside of her or his loved one in the final moments and face the last opportunity to speak the unspoken words. Others, sadly race to the hospital but arrive moments or hours too late and the unspoken ...
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