Chez Madeline

Every one of our mothers and fathers, grandmothers and grandfathers, sisters and brothers, children, friends, and colleagues will get old.  So will you and I. We will have lived but then sadly, we will die. Did our names make it into a book, a billboard, the newspaper, or get carved into a stone? Will it matter to anyone now or when we are gone? Were we loved more than hated?  Did we live a happy life or did we suffer a lot? Were we kind to others or were we mean? Did we do anything that could have had a positive impact on someone? Do we live with regrets or are we satisfied with the life we lived? Wouldn’t we think about some of those questions before our bodies succumb to death?

If at birth you were wanted and loved, you were very fortunate.  Many children are not brought into…

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About Lark

I was born at a very young age.

Posted on May 29, 2012, in Uncategorized and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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