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Better Late Than Never

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  I just needed a little more time, to find the right colours and shapes to make this a gift that he soon will not forget!  Last week, I found a treasure-trove of scrap metal, scrap paper, candy wrappers,  and … Continue reading

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With Love, Denise

Dear Friends,

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When it comes right down to it, you’ve got to get yourself to move, both physically and mentally if you wish to gain more knowledge about the world, your community… yourself!

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No, one person, is born with this.  It is not innate to being human, and it is most certainly not a gift  that someone presents to you.  To get through this life. without exercising or training the body, mind and spirit, you are dead, numb and worthless to the people around you, people you know and care about, and to yourself.

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No, one person, can expect that things will just fall into place – not when it comes right down to lessons, for they must be learned through experience, and failing, before you can say that you have become enlightened, or that you’re life is enriched. 

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People need people.  To commiserate with, to converse with, to feel and share what life offers.  You need Me and I, you.  What is the legacy you were meant to leave for this world?  What can you teach a toddler, a teen, your grandfather?  Will they have learned those important lessons, if you were gone now?

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Questions for yourself and questioning others; asking Why, What for, and How are what gives the human condition it’s strength, it gives us our differences compared with the other creatures we share this earth with.  We ponder such things because we can!  We learn from our mistakes, because we do!  We are organisms who Need comfort from one another and expect nothing less than that in return.  And because we exercise such rites of passage throughout our lifetime, we can choose to dismiss things that don’t fit our plans, or embrace those which do.

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Thank you for all that you have shown me, and you’re welcome for the sincerity I have for you. 

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                                                                                                                          Love, Denise

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-dld January 19m 2011- 

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ThinkingTen Words, Inc., Wednesdaygain, gift, gone

It Pays to Have Patience

We all knew what was coming next, but that didn’t stop us from raising our hands, excitedly screaming and carrying on, “Pick Me, Pick Me!” No way, were we going to miss-out on seeing Tom Jones, and from front row seats, to boot! This was, indeed, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, not for seeing TJ, but that Mr. Twinkie bought them for us.

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The entire Manufacturing Department had been working ten hour shifts for ten weeks straight, without a day off. This isn’t easy work, as we manufacture and package those early pregnancy tests that consumers buy. The package inserts alone, give fourteen people jobs, as the FDA keeps setting standards for us to include certain information with our product. Considering that we spend each and every day, yes, we work weekends too, standing on a hard concrete floor, we’ve built our muscles strong… strong enough to see Tom Jones and become raving lunatics flailing our bodies about. Yep, if anyone’s got stamina, look no further, we can handle it!

The usual way the Company handles such offerings is by holding a lottery to those who wish to receive the gift. I’d say there was about forty of us who raised our hands, then quickly formed a single-file line to chose our tickets. We weren’t able to see the what was on the tickets, as we picked them blindly. Mine had the word ‘PATIENCE’ on it.

Later that afternoon during break time in the cafeteria, Mr. Twinkie rolled in a cart with a box o it. The box held the ripped-off stubs to our tickets, (he was always fair to us this way). He reached in and grabbed the first of three winning words. I closed my eyes, crossed my fingers and held my breath as he read the word, ‘HONOUR’. Mary screamed and ran up to get the envelope. The second stub that Mr. Twinkie reached for, said ‘CIVILITY’, silence prevailed, then J. D. put on his glasses and said, “oh, ME, ME” and went up to accept his envelope.

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Now the tension was at it’s highest level, the room became quiet and I crossed my arms and legs in addition to the other crossings for luck. It seemed as though someone stole time, the wait became painful, “DUTY was called, it is the last word”, and Mr. Twinkie pulled his glasses down and perused the room. When in walked Ellen, she went straight over to Mr. Twinkie and whispered something to him. Mr. Twinkie then said, “I’m sorry folks, but DUTY must wait. There was an error, no one has that ticket, it wasn’t picked up. A hush of relief and excitement for another chance, permeated, as Mr. Twinkie reached in that box, looked at the stub and said, “Well, since ‘DUTY’ has no taker, ‘PATIENCE’ seems to have won out!”, and with that said, I fainted but held on to that ticket so tightly. Gus could see it and he yelled that I was the third winner, then he made a comment, so I am told, “She’s practising for when Tom Jones come out onto the stage.” and the whole room chuckled.

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-dld January 11, ’11-

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T10 Take it Away, Tuesday: We all knew what was coming next

The only rule: start your story with the above sentence.

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The Gift

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fox like a thief among vultures that prowl in dusks’ glare night after night seeking bounty where bounty lay subliminal in the shadow of moon the two would clash, the story reads, except for on that evening in december wishing … Continue reading

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lessons come to us through the cracks in the wall

layered

like a gift

that when you get to the last piece of wrapping

to peel back, you are satisfied

for having lived through each

awakening, ahhh

the bittersweet release to lickmypoetry

i fly learned, now

dld, aug. 16, ’10