Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. -- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
Frankie and Slim
Sunday, May 13, 2007
I AM GRATEFUL
This Mother, Godmother, Step-mother, Mother-In-Law, Grandmother, Mother-hen, is grateful. The blessing of being surrounded by The Best Children in each above category is phenomenal. I like to look at them, hear from them, talk to them and brag about them. They refresh me when they visit. They save me when I need help. They are all beauties – there is not a homely one in the bunch. They are all talented and smart. And, they all make me laugh. A big part of Mother’s Day for me is about them and how they have enriched my life. Thanks kiddos!
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