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Hi friends - I need to go "No Mail" for a while so I can concentrate on some important projects. Even skimming and deleting is taking more time than I can spare now--especially because too often I must chime in as well! =) (This seems to happen with every YahooGroup I join!) It probably isn't necessary to make this announcement, but on the slight chance someone were to ask me something later, I thought it better to let you know I'm not here. =) I will keep on NoS-ing and try to check in every week or so at the website to see what's happening...so don't worry, I'm not quitting just when I got a good start. If--no, when--I start needing smaller clothes, I'll let you know! As a parting gift, I'll share a small inspiration which some of you may enjoy. I recently read "No More Words" by Reeve Lindbergh, and in it she quotes some of her mother's writings, including the following poem: ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Success I lit the candles in my heart And opened wide the door. "And are you she they call 'Success'? Have we not met before?" "It seems...but no...could I forget Beauty so like a star? Come, here is bread and here is wine For you have travelled far." "Child, I have been here every day. You would not turn or rise But called me 'Failure,' seeing me Through tears within your eyes." --Anne Morrow, class of 1924, "The Wheel" Miss Chapin's School, March 1924 ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ I'm very picky about my poetry, but this one passed! Diane [Non-text portions of this message have been removed] |
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