Rememberance of My Birth

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What was meant for evil,
God meant for good.

Remember
If we could remember
The moment of our birth
We give our voice to songs and whispers
And know what life is worth

(Life)

Remember, remember

Suddenly there’s beauty
In pieces of the past
And sorrow clings to angry questions
The days of dust at last

(Joy)

And morning holds us
When worlds come down and down
A dance of ghosts and ragged dreams
Spinning round, spinning round, spinning round

(Peace)

I remember, remember

If we could remember
The power of the light
That cripple prayers are sometimes answered
And hope survives the night,and hope survives the night

(Hope)

I remember, I remember, remember

If We Could Remember
Words and Music by Paul Williams and Jerry Goldsmith
As sung by Yolanda Adams
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VAzALgNR4R8

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laika's picture

My gosh 'Drea, you and your sister look so happy in this picture!
Like the song says, beauty in the pieces of the past.

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Remembrance of...
Uh, this isn't your birthday is it? 'Cause if it is I totally spaced on it,
just like last year but then last year I had a better excuse,
with the whole not-knowing-you-yet thing and all.
But so glad I do now; and Happy Birthday
or Un-birthday as the case may be.
Love, Veronica

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"Government will only recognize 2 genders, male + female,
as assigned at birth-" (In his own words:)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C1lugbpMKDU

Birthday of sorts

Andrea Lena's picture

The little guy on the left was born, obviously much earlier, but the little girl inside was probably born right about then, so yes, it was a birthday of sorts. And we were happy, all "three" of us, I suppose. And like my male half there, Joann probably would have used my whole first name instead of 'drea it would have been "Andrea Lena...I'm telling mommy!!!!" God I miss her!


She was born for all the wrong reasons but grew up for all the right ones.
Possa Dio riccamente vi benedica, tutto il mio amore, Andrea

  

To be alive is to be vulnerable. Madeleine L'Engle
Love, Andrea Lena

OMG!!!

I'm speechless!!!

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