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Times of Change

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I have not been active on DA for quite a long time. This has been one of the most difficult times

of my life. I have lost three very close family members within the past six months and also my

beautiful Kitt and my beloved Buster. I have been visiting DA only occasionally and not creating

any new art. I appreciate every one who has befriended me and has watched me .Everyone

who has encouraged me or faved my art. I have met so many wonderful people here and have

made some close friends.

I only plan to return to DA occasionally but not to participate. Right now I have no art in my soul

to share. I wanted to give you an update so you would understand my absence. Take care

everyone. :heart:

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I can't believe that I haven't wrote a journal entry since
October of 2013! I knew it has been a long time but Wow!
I have not been very active here in DA for quite some time.
I have been looking at some of the beautiful art that you all
produce all the time but I haven't submitted anything in a
long time.

I have had some personal problems I have been dealing with
lately and I have not felt like myself in quite some time. I do
not feel very creative lately so watching my DA page is about
as interesting as watching paint dry! I don't know if anyone
has noticed my absence but I felt the need to let my DA
friends know what's going on with me. I do appreciate very
much all the comments I receive and I am trying to keep up
with the awesome work from the ones who follow me.

 Lately I have been getting behind a bit so if you don't hear
 from me very much please know that I still appreciate so
 much every one of you. Take care and I will keep in touch.

 :hug:




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Slice of Red Velvet Cake Emote Happy Birthday TeaSlice of Red Velvet Cake Emote


A Friend


knows the song in your heart,


and can sing it back when you


have forgotten the words.


                                                                                author unknown


Tea, you are one of my dearest friends and I


hope you have a wonderful birthday!!!



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Happy New Year

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Another year has come and gone, very quickly it seems!  To all my DA friends,

thank you for supporting me throughout the year , for faving my work,

for writing words of encouragement, and for producing the most beautiful

photographs, paintings, and poetry. I have enjoyed it all so much! I hope

2013 will be a good year for you all  and thank you for all that you do!!!


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I hope everyone is doing well and getting ready for the holidays. I have a poem I received when I was teaching in an elementary school. It's not the usual jolly Christmas poem but it really gets to the heart of how our children live today.  
It  had a profound effect on me and made me think about all the things we take for granted.
                                                     

                                                     
           
             We pray for children who sneak
             Popsicles before supper
             Who erase holes in math worksheets                                                    
             Who can never find their shoes.                      
             We pray for children who bring us sticky                                
             kisses and fistfuls of dandelions                                      
             Who hug us in a hurry and forget their                                        
             lunch money.

                                                      And we pray for those who stare at
                                                      photographs behind barbed wire
                                                      Who can't bound down the street in a
                                                      new pair of sneakers
                                                      Who never played "hide and seek"
                                                      Who are born in places we wouldn't
                                                      be caught dead in
                                                      Who never go to the circus
                                                      Who live in an x-rated world.

             We pray for children who spend all
             their allowance before Tuesday
             Who throw tantrums in the grocery
             store and pick at their food
             Who like ghost stories
             Who shove dirty clothes under the
             bed and never rinse out the tub
             Who get visits from the tooth fairy
             Who don't like to be kissed in front
             of the carpool
             Who squirm in church and scream
             in the phone
             Whose tears we sometimes laugh at
             and whose smiles can make us cry.


                                                      And we pray for those who never
                                                      get dessert    
                                                      Who have no safety blanket to drag
                                                      behind them
                                                      Who watch their parents watch them die
                                                      Who can't find any bread to steal
                                                      Who don't have any rooms to clean up
                                                      Whose pictures aren't on anybody's dresser
                                                      Whose monsters are real.

                                                      We pray for children who want to be
                                                      carried and those who must
                                                      For those we never give up on and for
                                                      those who don't get a second chance
                                                      And for those we smother and for those who
                                                      will grab the hand of anyone
                                                      Kind enough to offer it.

                                                      And we pray for those whose nightmares
                                                      come in the daytime
                                                      Who will eat anything
                                                      Who have never seen a dentist
                                                      Who aren't spoiled by anybody
                                                      Who go to bed hungry and cry
                                                      themselves to sleep
                                                      Who live and move, but have no being.    

                                                      Author unknown



                     What happened to elementary school children

                    in a small town in Connecticut is too awful to

                    comprehend. Years ago, no one could

                    imagine that their children weren't safe in

                    their own schools. The teachers and staff at

                    this school are true heroes by the way they

                    did everything possible to save these

                    children even to the point of giving up their

                    own lives. Now we need to pray that the

                    children who are so precious to us will come

                    back to us everyday. I know in our large

                    DA community there are many different

                    religions and beliefs, but I believe these

                    precious children who were killed truly are

                    "in the arms of the angels" today.

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