Laughter in the worst of times can get you through a whole lot of pain.
This is my dear twelve-year-old neighbor who gave me hope that kindness, and love, and truth, is a strength.
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Oh yes, she is so right! : )
Great advice from a wise 12 year old!
Hope your having a great day Susan!
: )
It rained all day, but the sun did come out a couple of hours ago.
Jazzy is a firecracker, smart like you wouldn't believe, and very kind hearted. She was my ray of sunshine, an Angel.
She WAS your ray of sunshine? You mean becuase your moving? You can still write her right?
Have a good evening Susan
Meaning at that dark point of my life...she was my only sunshine. Hahaha! But you're right, we can write.
BLW she's thirteen now.
Awwwww.. she looks like alot of fun Susan. That smile could light up any room. I am glad that she was there for you when you needed her, my friend. :)
thank goodness for kids.
i am glad you have a fun one nearby. everybody should.
Laughter is always a good medicine, and its always good to count your blessings, too.
Thank goodness she's ok...got a little scared there. Kids will always lift me up too! She's a cutie! She has a great smile!
I'm sure you lifted her up too, Susan.
: )
She brought me four baby bluebirds in a rainbow coloured Rartafarian hat. Who couldn't laugh?
When her dad grounded her, she wanted me to crawl on my belly to her basement window, and of course, bring the birds. I said,"Are you Nuts? I'm fifty-six-years old for god sake, I can't do that." She gave me one of those smiles and said, "You don't act it." She had ran over to tell me all this stuff when her dad went to the store. I love her dearly, and smart...OMG!
Awww Susan, love that story!
: )
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