The way to love someone is to lightly run your finger over that person's soul until you find a crack, and then gently pour your love into that crack ~ Keith Miller
Sometimes my life has more challenges than average; sometimes it has less. But when I look back, I see it is through the tough times that I have grown the most and that I have been most blessed.
This is my journal. It is not a diary so much as a place to express my musings. I hope it will bless my friends and encourage and amuse anyone else who stumbles across it. Foremost though, I offer it as prayer, a two-way conversation with my Loving Father, God.
When mary had a little lamb, no one gave a toss but you should have heard the noise that was made with the arrival of John McCarthy Ross. Now little John is one year old,a handsome little man who has the good looks of his mum and dad as well as his loving gran. He'll be off to school one day when he's big and strong. Dear Gran will be so proud as he is watched over by the angel "uncle John".
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Happy Birthday, John McCarthy Ross.
Bless you for all the happiness you have brought to your family, especially your dear paternal grandparents.
When mary had a little lamb, no one gave a toss but you should have heard the noise that was made with the arrival of John McCarthy Ross. Now little John is one year old,a handsome little man who has the good looks of his mum and dad as well as his loving gran.
He'll be off to school one day when he's big and strong. Dear Gran will be so proud as he is watched over by the angel "uncle John".
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