Originally posted on polysyllabic profundities:
In the wee hours of the morning, her visits often happen then, the charge in the air is palpable and sleep is still in my head. Her message hangs heavily in the air, the words are always the same. “Two kisses I will give you, to help get you through…
Originally posted on vinnylanni:
He hides behind a new sea of camouflage shades of green and brown colors similar to the terrain he fights on it’s what he breaths now, it consumes him it’s his new norm he’s killed a man in cold-blood and strangled another until his last breath but he won’t let it…
Sage wrote his last post on our vacation together. I will write mine later. I somehow just want the trip to last longer and these posts have allowed that. Enjoy.
Having met Sage Doyle in person there are a few things I knew before meeting him that held true after meeting him. He definitely has a whole lot going on behind those big brown eyes of his. I really do think it would be easy to get lost inside his thoughts. He is silly,…
Here is our day in Boston. The picture of me makes me laugh because I look like Janice the Muppet! I already miss being here. Here Hasty and I finally document our day in Boston, which took place on Thursday, June 26, 2014. We each write part of the post, Hasty comes first, then me. …
I hope everyone enjoys the posts Sage and I have planned for you regarding my vacation to Boston. We hope that you will feel like you were a part of the experience. Many people have some crazy ideas about us, about our decision to meet up and, maybe because it seemed so natural and innocent…
Today the Sage family and the Hasty family went to North Hampton for a day at the beach. I have to say HastyKid is a natural and is dreaming of becoming the next big surfer girl. She had a blast riding the waves with Sage Jr and after getting buried in the sand, Sage Jr…
This is going to be soooo much fun. And the only reason I stopped at one glass is because I was afraid I would fall asleep and miss all the fun 🙂 I was so sweaty….pretty sure all my makeup was on my shoes.
I took my daughter to summer camp yesterday for a year week. I checked everything off the list as we packed and I didn’t break down much every time I packed something in her suitcase like I did last year. She tried to pack the dog at one point; but after telling her she…
Originally posted on The Qwiet Muse:
I remember writing this the night my husband returned home from Iraq, it was his third and last homecoming from that faraway place . . . He’s since retired, the sight if those boots laying there was one of the most beautiful things I can remember seeing. Dust from…
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