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PLEASE READ !!!! This beautiful baby is my granddaughter. Would you please give some consideration to helping us to save her little life!
Carlee's Liver Transplant Fund 
http://goo.gl/nymWe
When Carlee was 5 weeks old, we found out that there was something wrong with her liver. In her 5 short months of life, she has already gone through two liver ultrasounds, a liver biopsy, and countless blood tests to determine that she has a genetic liver disease called Progressive Familial Intrahep.....











Tender are the moments when a friend is there
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A friend is not just a person but, someone who cares, 
Its not just a hand shake, or a kind words... 
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A friend has heart, love, compassion and puts a smile on your face.
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 A true friend offers a good ear and helps by offering good advise. 
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I have many friends from afar and to all of you I say Thank You for being my friend...!
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●♥Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ♥●•٠ If there is a person who makes your world better just because they exist... post this on their wall. ●♥Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ♥● From My Dear Friend Buggybear.






Oh, Little Clay Pot Of Many Gifts

          Oh, this little clay pot of many gifts, how strong is your bond to living things.
         You hold all the answers to the growth of all within your humbling grip.
         Within your center you hold the rich soil  and keep it from falling apart,
         You allow the roots to expand and grow, giving beauty to its vines to flourish.

         Oh, little clay pot of many gifts, you hold all the secrets to its structure.
         Like a mother coddling it young , with love and tenderness. 
         You give security , life and a way for all that takes refuge within you.
         
        It wouldn’t be right to not mention that if it weren’t for the father,
        The seed and gift to life couldn’t happen in the first place.
        Oh, how I thank thee for this gift and role you play for our beginning.
     Thank you for being my creator and my existence. 
          
    Oh little clay pot of many gifts, to you I        want to thank you for being ,
        My savior and salvation for which I dwell  in…
  Thank you for the love that fills my heart, for 
     You and for others. Oh, little clay pot, help me to remain within your grasp and loving house. 
       
       Written by Deborah James                    



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http://bln.gs/b/1r1xis 
This is a link to my comment on this blingee
and how I feel about the quality of this blingee.
My pride is truly hurt! Sorry for being so negative. But, this truly proved a point.
To my friends please forgive me if this offends any of you! It is not directed to any of you, For you are the best friends in the whole world.
I love blingee and look forward to the week-ends to get creative. It just needs a few tweaks here and there. Maybe an adjustment to the categories. A way to kick it out if it doesn't belong. Well, this is just my thoughts.  

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 Happy New Year To All Of My 
             Friends and Family.                 

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A Christmas Wish
 Wishing all of my Family and Friends a wonderful
and safe Christmas. May God, bless each and everyone of you as the New Year 2010, will soon be here.
 May God, be with all of our Military Families, to keep them safe and to bring them home really soon.
 May you all remember the reason for this holiday season. May you always carry love in your hearts for each other and be thankful for all that we are and have. Thank You God, for being my creator and Jesus 
for being my saviour! 
I thank you God, for my Mom & Dad, whom I miss so  very much. Please take care of them in heaven. 
 I must close this  for now as my eyes are filling up with tears Please forgive me.
Merry Christmas And Happy New Year!

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The time I spend in blingee world is limited to 1 or 2 days. I work 5 days a week for Fed-Ex Ground which consists of 12 to 14 hrs a day! So it really doesn't give me much time here. I treasure the friendship with my best friend here in blingee world and equally treasure there honest opinions on what they think about my work. I am bothered by those who put there blingees in the wrong categories thus spoiling it for those who take pride in the work that belongs to its rightful places. If it doesn't belong to the category  I will not vote on it! Come on people get it right. Unless You are an adult who cares about and shares the same passion about there blingees that I do, SORRY! More comments may be added  
later but for now I'll leave it at that...

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I love creating new looks to picture. I'm always trying to see how creative I can get,the more creative the better. If only I could become a real illustrator for the people who would be interested in my art work. I'm a 50 year old women who really loves designing and creating.

I am married to a outstanding man.
I am a mother of two girls and one boy.
A grandmother for 5 wonderful grandbabies, three boys and two girls.
I am a hard worker and work 12 hour on the average as a truck driver and ground delivery driver.
Right now my favorite song is "If" by Bread which I just recently dedicated to my dad at his funeral. 
I have several movies that I like just to mention one is hard to do but, here is an example Anne of Green Gables.
My favorite color is greens and blues.
My favorite season is spring.
My favorite holiday is Christmas.
To conclude this outline the things that really mean the most to me is my family. I hold them dearest to My heart and charish every moment spent with them.
My B-Day is of a cancer in 1959.

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Family Ties ( In Loving Memory Of my Mom)

My Stairway leads me to my family,
around every corner is a memory.
For each has something special,
each one with a story.
As one link grows another begins,
thus keeping the chains alive
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In each one a little piece of history,
an extension of our past still thrives.


Your all in my thoughts each and everyday,
how I wish I could see you today.
The memories are all I have for now,
someday I'll see you, althought I don't know how.
Remembering you and loving you,
thats a piece of your existance, in my heart.
As I grow older, I see a little bit of you in me,
my children are grown 
and the grandchildren are on there way. 
The pure existance is still there in each one of them,
Just check out the lil'hook in the ear,
LOL elf or Spocke ear mom would say.
That is a part of mom past down you hear!
Just look and you'll see the others too!
Be it ever so small or be it ever so tall.
They exist in us all.

In loving memory of our love ones past,
your seed will still last... 
and steadly move on way to fast.

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This is a repost from Buggybear.

~*Try Not to Cry*~

Mommy... Johnny brought a gun to school,
He told his friends that it was cool,
And when he pulled the trigger back,
It shot with a great crack.
Mommy, I was a good girl, I did what I was told,
I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold!
But Mommy, when I went to school that day,
I never said good-bye,
I'm sorry, Mommy, I had to go, but Mommy, please don't cry.
When Johnny shot the gun, he hit me and another,
And all because Johnny, got the gun from his older brother.
Mommy, please tell Daddy; that I love him very much,
And please tell Zach; my boyfriend; that it wasn't just a crush.
And tell my little sister; that she is the only one now,
And tell my dear sweet grandmother; I'll be waiting for her now,
And tell my wonderful friends; that they always were the best;
Mommy, I'm not the first, I'm no better than the rest.
Mommy, tell my teachers; I won't show up for class,
And never to forget this, And please don't let this pass.
Mommy, why'd it have to be me?
No one deserves this,
Mommy, warn the others,
Mommy, I left without a kiss.
And Mommy tell the doctors; I know they really did try,
I think I even saw a doctor, trying not to cry.
Mommy, I'm slowly dying, with a bullet in my chest,
But Mommy please remember, I'm in heaven with the rest.
Mommy I ran as fast as I could,
When I heard that crack, Mommy, listen to me if you would,
I wanted to go to college,
I wanted to try things that were new,
I guess I'm not going with Daddy, on that trip to the new zoo.
I wanted to get married,
I wanted to have a kid,
I wanted to be an actress, Mommy, I wanted to live.
But Mommy, I must go now, the time is getting late,
Mommy, tell my Zach, I'm sorry but I had to cancel the date.
I love you, Mommy, I always have, I know; you know it's true,
And Mommy all I wanted to say is, "Mommy, I love you."
****In Memory of The Columbine Students Who Were Lost****
Please if you would,
Pass this around,
I'd be happy if you could,
Don't smash this on the ground.
If you pass this on,
Maybe people will cry,
Just keep this in your heart,
For the people who didn't get to say "Good-Bye".
Now you have two choices,
1. Pass this on, and show people you care, repost as "Try Not To Cry".
2. Don't repost it, and you have just proven how cold-hearted you really are.