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  1. L
    Luna Love


    3 weeks ago
  2. A

    My children. We are currently estranged. I keep praying. It will happen in God’s timing.

    1 month ago
  3. Ursula

    My father- He was my cheer leader.

    Loving and always listening.
    His advice and hugs were always
    welcomed and deeply felt.
    His long life left many adventurous stories.

    Yet, it was the quieter moments
    and his practice of seeking
    advice from his Guardian Angel…

    And his passion for living a grateful life
    what has lasted within my heart.

    His last words inspired my new awakening
    as he transitioned and my new book…

    So grateful for his wisdom
    and for teaching me even to his last day…

    His love lives within me forever.

    1 month ago
    1. Avril


      1 month ago
  4. Robin Ann

    My Mother for certain. So many talks we had are still so vivid in my mind. My reactions and my strength come from my Mother.
    In the homily said at my church this (my Mother was very much into her faith) week, it was about being the voice and advocate for someone that is unable to do so for themselves. I told my daughter those exact words when I was with her, I needed to be there for her. This comes naturally to me. It is who I am and I know it is a gift from my Mother : )

    1 month ago
  5. Dolores Kazanjian

    As I pondered this question, so many people flood my memory.
    The person who first comes to mind was the music director for our church. He was not only one of the most talented musicians I have known. but also the most spiritual. When he was first diagnosed, his reaction was “If this is what God wills, so be it.” And it wasn’t just words; he really meant it. He passed away recently, having outlived doctors’ predictions by years. His memorial service was last week and I really pushed myself to sing with the choir. The music and the tributes were amazing. RIP, M***.
    Another friend, who by coincidence also died far too young of a similar neuromuscular illness, was a beloved friend, mentor and one-time supervisor. She made a huge difference in the world and in my life. Over the years, when faced with a decision, I have often asked myself “What would G*** do?
    And my daddy.

    1 month ago
    1. Barb C

      I’m with you on verb choice, Dolores! “Affect” is a perfectly good word. Or “changed”, “shaped”, “inspired” in this instance. I work in transportation safety so I cringe when someone talks about the “impact” of something. It means a driver struck my body with a large steel box part of the time we use it so I don’t use it for any other meaning.

      1 month ago
  6. Linda

    My father, who was a stellar human being and humanitarian. I never could live up to who he was, but I am so grateful for my memories of him.

    1 month ago
  7. Charlie T

    Unfortunately, there is quite a list. And
    while I can’t point to one person, all
    of my friends and family who have
    passed, still effect me and I carry them
    with me. Little bits of things they said
    or the way they would do something,
    or just the way they were, is built into

    1 month ago
  8. Barb C

    My mother. So much of who I am came from her teaching and her examples.

    1 month ago
  9. sunnypatti

    My grandparents and the two great-grandmothers I knew that have all passed on. They all gave me tremendous love and lessons about life. My Papaw and one of my great-mamaws were a gift to me from my step-father, who has been my dad since I was 7. This family took me and my sister in like we were blood relatives and because they were closer, physically, I got to spend lots of time with them growing up. My Papaw died when I was in college, and I was absolutely devastated. I just couldn’t stop crying. He had lung cancer after years of smoking and walked with a cane due to an injury during WWII. Before he died, he walked into the living room of his house without a cane, and declared that God gave him one last miracle. I really hated God for taking him from us, but about a week after his death, my Papaw came to me in a dream. I was sitting on my front porch crying and looked up to see him riding a bicycle on my street. He didn’t come in the yard, but stopped in front of the house and told me to stop crying, that he was okay. I stopped crying and my faith was renewed when I woke up.

    1 month ago
    1. Avril

      I’m glad he helped you see that he was where he was supposed to be. What a gift!

      1 month ago
      1. sunnypatti

        I’m still so grateful for that after all these years <3

        1 month ago
  10. Yram

    This is a timely question and invokes gratitude for all the folks that have entered my life and mine in theirs.
    Yesterday was the 80th year of my mom’s death. I was only months old when her life was cut short. Although I have no memories, I feel so impacted by the lovely qualities my relatives said she had and I am similar to her.

    1 month ago
    1. Avril

      Yram, thank you for your vulnerability.

      1 month ago
    2. sunnypatti

      Bless you, YRAM.

      1 month ago
  11. Carla

    Elizabeth, a Dominican who lived the Word Radically in her art, poetry recitation, bubbly laughter, sparkling eyes with mischievous overtones. She was my spiritual companion for 20+ years. Truly an “Elizabeth” who celebrated my awareness of the Inner Divine made manifest in our monthly conversations. She taught me about Sophia, who had Intuitively been with me my whole life and whom still guides my path.

    1 month ago
  12. Josie

    Mag, a precious elder in my life, came to mind. Tomorrow is the anniversary of her death. I treasure
    & live by the wisdom she shared with me over the years. Mag had a unique way of tickling my funny bone. My current life situation gives me abundant reasons to recall and use that gift. Thanks, Mag.😇

    1 month ago
  13. Pilgrim

    My grandmothers impacted my life. They lived in separate states, but I was able to spend time with each of them as an adult. My grandma in another state was still close enough that we were able to visit once or twice a year. She was a brittle diabetic, and it was a privilege to know her and learn from her about recipes, and to hear her stories. My nearby grandma, who lived right around the corner from me for a long time, was a joy to spend time with. From her I learned about the gardens – food and recipes, which apples were in the trees, and such. I was grateful to spend a lot of time with her and eventually to help her with many things. I have always been grateful for their many blessings in my life.

    1 month ago
  14. Avril

    My grandfather, Wilfred, was a fantastic man. He was born in Barbados in a time of abject poverty. He made his way to Panama, where many Afro-Caribbean people had gone to assist in building the canal. He became bilingual in adulthood and taught science in the canal zone in both languages. There, he met my grandmother, who was born in Panama. In his early adulthood, he began to teach himself photography. He was deeply intrigued by the chemical processes because of his scientific background. They immigrated to the US, where he became a professional UN photographer. He was gregarious, sophisticated, and a bit of a philanderer. I learned from him that people are complicated, and you can be a great person but not necessarily a great spouse. However, he gave my mother, who passed to me, a zest for life and a unique sense of adventure for his time. He transcended the idea that Black people should stay in their lane.

    1 month ago
    1. Robin Ann

      Love your story! A challenge for sure for his loved ones!

      1 month ago
    2. Barb C

      He sounds amazing (and challenging for your grandmother). Thank you for sharing his story.

      1 month ago
      1. Avril

        He was a source of great joy for us and great stress for her.

        1 month ago
    3. Josie

      Thanks for this inspiring entry, Avril. Would love to have known him.

      1 month ago
      1. Avril

        I am extremely grateful. I needed that memory stirred in my heart. He really loved me. I loved him right back!

        1 month ago
  15. Michele

    My mother, grandparents, my ex.

    1 month ago
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