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From the moment we met in early spring, as she stepped out of her car and threw her hair back, I knew I was in love. “Her long dark hair, her beautiful smile…when she say’s “hi”, I’m faint for a while”. While gazing into her soft beautiful eyes as she spoke, I couldn’t help but notice her laughter that accompanied that mystifying beauty. “Her laughter echo’s, the silence awakes…her beauty abound.. just makes my heart ache..”
She told me she was from the mountains in Kentucky and how much she loved and wanted to return some day. “She comes from the mountains, A place she calls home…This place she loves, where she’s not alone…” I knew this was a woman like no other woman in my life. ” She’s into my life like a song and a prayer…never before, it just wasn’t there..”
In the days that followed, as we strolled in the park immersed with spring fragrances, I knew I would never be the same. “My life has changed like flowers in June…A new day is here, “smell the lilacs in bloom.” I found her not only beautiful but intelligent and I couldn’t stop thinking of her. “As your beauty comes into focus.. My thoughts are yours, forever yours”. The more I got to know her, the happier I became. “For no one has made me happier, filling my life as completely… As you had made me, caressing me with your smile when our eyes meet..”.
I set out to honor her whenever I could, she was such a wonderful mother and lover that I was compelled to tell the world. “If winds could talk, they’d tell a tale that fills the soul with love and warmth… And just having known you, my life is for the better…”
Then just like that, something changed and we were no longer together. “But now she’s gone like a crisp spring day, and I’m all alone... with nothing to say…” Where there once was love, is there no more. “I know not when, love came and gone… where it ended or when it begun..”
Today I can only hope and speculate about tomorrow and what might have been. “With each day passing only hope is alive…sweet dreams of a future that did not survive.
I, of course, knew my mother as a mother. As I have reached adulthood and become a mother myself, I have also known her as a friend. My mom shared much of herself with me, and I saw sides of my mother as she struggled with her cancer that I had never seen before, especially her strong belief in positive thinking and the importance of quality of life. I was privileged to know so many facets of my mother, but certainly I did not know all. There were parts of her life that I didn’t see, relationships that I didn’t know about. Last night, at the wake, so many stories were told to me about my mom’s strength, courage, humor, kindness, her quietness, her loyalty as a friend. It was so special to hear of these things that my mom said and did, to know some of these other parts of her life. I hope that her friends and family will continue to share these stories with me and with each other so we can continue to know and remember my mom.
I walked into the room on New Year’s Day and felt a sudden twinge of fear. My eyes already hurt from the tears I had shed and those tears would not stop even then the last viewing before we had to leave. She lay quietly on the bed with her face as void of emotion as a sheet of paper without the writing. Slowly, I approached the cold lifeless form that was once my mother and gave her a goodbye kiss.
the Practices of Knighthood, the Tournament, and Trials by Single Combat. Trans. A. Lowy. New York: Portland House, 1988. Print.
In “The Story of the Grail,” de Troyes looks at knighthood from the naive perspective of a young boy, Perceval, who had a dream of becoming a knight. In his own way, he became one. He learned the techniques and attitudes of a knight that greatly influenced his performance. Perceval wanted to obtain all the qualities of a good knight, also ...
Jameson, John. "The History of Knights." The History of Knights. No Sponsor, 31 Aug. 2001. Web. 10 Dec.
In the United States, 80-90 percent of children receive most vaccines. When parents opt their children out for vaccines, they increase the risk of outbreaks. Parents opt out of vaccinating their children for a variety of reasons, like health concerns, religion, allergic reactions, but mostly being misinformed. Vaccinations can save a child’s life and can protect future generations. A child should have all vaccinations before they enter public schools because they are safe, effective, can save time and money, and most importantly save lives.
One of many arguments toward this topic is human rights. It is the people’s choices as to whether or not they would like to receive vaccinations as it is a basic human right therefore, people should not be forced to receive vaccinations. People are capable of making their own decisions and so they should be able to. Some work places and schools don’t allow people who are unvaccinated to attend. The individual’s rights would be breached if they are refused jobs, benefits in terms of welfare or places in schools as it is a form of discrimination. A common belief many people have is that vaccinations are linked to autism. Research has discovered that several vaccines do in fact, contain harmful ingredients. Thimerosal (thiomersal) is a mercury compound used to preserve vaccines and prevent contamination of multi-dose of vaccines. Mercury causes neurological damage which raises concerns amongst the people, especially parents. A study by Freed et al in 2010, proved that one in five parents continue to believe that vaccinations are somehow linked to autism even though a majority of research says otherwise. An example of an ingredient in vaccine that has negative effects is gelatine. Gelatine is acquired from the collagen inside animals’ skin and bones and injecting it creates a risk of infection from synthetic growth hormones and BSE infectivity. Another consequence of compulsory vaccination is the allergy reactions to certain ingredients a person may have. Compulsory vaccinations would require people to provide proof of their allergies and if there is none, they are obligated to receive vaccinations. Some allergy reactions to vaccines may be severe. It is unfair to put a person’s life or health at risk simply because they were forced to accept vaccinations. Making decisions about vaccinations should be an individual’s choice as
It was perfectly balanced with the aroma of flowers and freshness of the air. My sense of smell appreciated her very lady like perfume and I simply wanted to get closer and closer to admire her wonderful scent. I could not help but keep smelling her fragrant aroma because every time I got a different but pleasant smell from her that just described her. As I reached for her hand to place her corsage on, I could not help but feel how soft her skin was to the touch. Her hands were very smooth and moisturized, making it easy to grab her hand for the night. Her nails matched the same color as her toenails, which was a fine detail. Her nails were naturally grown and had no appearance of being bitten, they were perfect nails with each one precisely rounded off at the end. Her skin smelled like cocoa butter because of the rich lotion she put on, making her skin shine bright at all
Love has taught me and has changed me since we've met. I knew you were the only man I have ever really loved and the only man I ever wanted to be with for the rest of my life. From the start I could see us together and I could hear my heart say, "I am going to marry him". I was shocked, but I was happy.
We are still wearing our purple camp T-shirts. The bus aroma still resembles wilderness. We still smell like pine. It’s been one amazing weekend with you. The feeling I have right now are confusing, ones that I’ve never previously experienced. I like you and you like me and I more than like you, but I am not sure if you do or don't “more than like me.” You have never said, so I kept the thought to myself and haven't been saying anything about it all summer long. I am pleased with enjoying the microscopic miracle of a girl choosing to talk to me and choosing to do so again the next day and so on and so on. A girl who is intelligent and comical that wants to hang out with me. A girl who, if I say something dumb to make her laugh, is willing to say something two sometimes even three times as dumb to make me laugh. A girl who isn’t completely normal, capable of being a little weird, yet also be wise sometimes in a way I couldn’t fathom being. A girl who enjoys reading books that haven’t been assigned to her, whose curly blonde hair frequently has a line running through it from the tie she uses to hold it up while it is still wet. How lucky could I be?
I can surely say that I won't be able to forget about our love story. You were the most beautiful thing that could ever happen in my life. The most tender feeling I have ever endured. Having you in my life and having the opportunity to meet you brought warmth, love, and passion to my heart and soul. The fact that we decide to go separate ways has filled my heart with coldness, sadness and fear, not knowing if you would ever come back to me and perhaps you would forget me bring tears to my eyes.
It’s two weeks later and I just went on my second date with Anna last night. I’m really starting to like her. I met her through a co-worker. She’s wonderful and I think we hit it off well. I took her to this Italian restaurant at the inner harbor overlooking the water. It was a pleasant start to a noble friendship. I decided to take this one easy and not get too serious at first. There were no agendas or special plans for the future. I never thought about this person being mine although I adored her with great passion. I was appreciative of what had just begun. For the first time in my romantic life, especially since the end of Janine, fear and apprehension didn’t rule my life. I hardly recognized myself. The pieces of the life I once loved and enjoyed were finally starting to fall back into place.
For one, positive thinking will enable the person cope better. The other is that positive thinking increases the likelihood of a good outcome. Optimism has been shown to relate to higher levels of self reported vitality and mental health and lower levels of depression. There is also evidence that positive thinking may provide a sense of control in certain situations and reduce the incidence of depression.
She never hurt another soul, nobody as kind as she. Then she left me that night, no word of good bye or any wave, or hug. Nights after that I cry myself to sleep, the anguish so harsh, the wound etched so deep. I thought my heart could never feel the love that I felt for my mother. Days go by and I learn to cope with life without her loving presence, her words so sweet and wise. Her spirit never dwarfed by the agony that plagued her. I am sure she never wanted to leave me, yet another call beckoned her. My heart cracked and slowly died when she left, still so much distress in my heart. Then you came into my life; you brightened the darkest parts of my soul. You shared with me your love and your heart.
Kara walked into the classroom five seconds before the bell rang and all the guys looked in awe. She was the kind of girl that everyone wants but nobody can have. I was among these spectators sitting next to an empty desk. She came and took the weight off her feet in chair to the left of me. I had never talked to her until one day she brought conversation upon me. She asked me how my day was going and I gave a typical response of “Good.” She introduced herself and asked for my name. I discovered right then from the position of the sun in the sky creating a perfect reflection of shine in her eyes that this girl was the perfect human being. The way she talked with a sense of warmth made me feel comforted and secure.