Talebone's thoughts

These has been the worse years to get through. When Jason died I just went through the motions of going to his funeral, buying his tombstone and preparing other things such as a memorial page on the internet. Frantically collecting pictures to remember him by and a scrap book with his life in it and visiting his grave. I still haven't completed his scrapbook. His birthday came, Christmas 2007 came and still it hadn't hit me that he wasn't coming back. Then 2008 came and as the months dragged ...
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Stories my grandmother told me.

My grandmother Grace told me a lot of stories of when she was a child. She was born in Hastings Nebraska to Orlando Cloud Kirkbride and Sara Ann Kinser in the year of 1890 and lived part of her life in Kansas. Her father was a handsome man that had a beautiful singing voice and was considered the best singer in Kansas. But he always had severe headaches and when my grandmother was about 9 years old, he died a mysterious death. Later, she told that his grave ...

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This is what happens to many children that are put in dhs custody when they are taken from their families.

Roseanna Grace's Story in her own words.

Upon first arriving at Shadow Mountain everything seemed fine. My foster family talked to some of the staff while I played with my dolls. They showed me my room and introduced me to my room-mate. Later, when it was time to eat, they were having PB&J sandwiches, I didn't like them and refused to eat, I was sent to my room. The next day I was again p...
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Like most people I like animals, but usually from afar. But I have three cats that rule me instead of me ruling them. They tell me when to jump, not the other way around. They won't clean up their own litter box either, hell I've got to do it. I've also acquired two feral cats and one turned out to be female that was pregnant, but I wasn't aware of it. It's possible the father may be old Merlin a black cat that one of my dear cousins dumped on me. She showed up one day about a month and a hal...

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Waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Nothing seems real, it's as though we're all living in a dream world, or perhaps a nightmare that's not reality. We just exist in an unknown world that suddenly going to vaporize and we're not here anymore. Everything seems to be speeding up and there isn't enough time to get done what needs to be done. Losing a loved one from suicide is the most devastating thing a person has to go through. I'm not sure how others deal with it but for me it's as though I'm...

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