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socialjustice_fsu · 10-03-2011, 10:13 PM

The quietness and peace one can sense in my church sanctuary on a weekday afternoon when the outside world is way too stressed.

Postage stamps that are unique and support something dear to me.

My mother spending the night at my house...those late night conversations and fabulous snacks.

My daughter texting me when it gets late just to make sure I am home and safe.

Any one of my 3 precious cats sleeping in my lap.

Waking only because the sun is shining through my blinds and curtains.

October breezes.

The newspaper being delivered to my door.

Order in my home.

Memories of San Francisco.

Pens in an array of different colors.

The smell of a freshly painted room.

The deep forest.

Understanding pain so I can recognize and dwell in happiness and joy.

10-03-2011, 10:13 PM	#8
socialjustice_fsu Member How Do You Identify?: Feminine Preferred Pronoun?: She, her Relationship Status: It’s all good. Join Date: Dec 2009 Location: The gulf waters are sapphire blue and the beach sand is white as snow. Posts: 607 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 6,866 Thanked 2,155 Times in 439 Posts Rep Power: 21474852	What gives me peace... The quietness and peace one can sense in my church sanctuary on a weekday afternoon when the outside world is way too stressed. Postage stamps that are unique and support something dear to me. My mother spending the night at my house...those late night conversations and fabulous snacks. My daughter texting me when it gets late just to make sure I am home and safe. Any one of my 3 precious cats sleeping in my lap. Waking only because the sun is shining through my blinds and curtains. October breezes. The newspaper being delivered to my door. Order in my home. Memories of San Francisco. Pens in an array of different colors. The smell of a freshly painted room. The deep forest. Understanding pain so I can recognize and dwell in happiness and joy. __________________ If you are going through hell, keep going. Winston Churchill