"We come to love not by finding a perfect person,
but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly"
- Sam Keen
I still remember that day eight years ago, I still remember where I was when I got the phone call from my cousin, I still remember how I felt, I still remember...
Every where we travel in life we leave behind footprints, the guest book of a blog is the sand that captures internet footsteps.
Your computer has played a VERY evil trick and you; as a result you have stumbled upon my blog. A blog that has an interesting collection of sarcasm, satire, inspiration, humor, politics, criticism, and skeptical constructive relationship commentary. Stop back often, stay awhile, check out the archived posts and leave as many comments as you would like. For those that prefer to lurk, you are welcome to lurk around as much as you would like, just don't let it develop into full blown stalking.
The contributor to this blog are not responsible for the readers lost sleep or complications from time spent reading here. If you experience sudden onset of emotion, sleepless nights or any strange new desires you might consider contacting you physician. Known side effects include; anxiety, depression, hyper-concentration, hypo-concentration, emotion outburst and red eyes. Any relationship advice offered up is for scientific purpose only and the reader must take into advisement that the author has never managed to maintain a relationship past six months.
2 comments:
yes... I still remember that day very clearly! I can't believe.... sometimes it feels like just yesterday and yet so much has happened that sometimes it feels like much longer than just 8 years! nice picture!
This is one we will always remember because it was something for beyone anything we expected!! May it NEVER happen again.
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