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“I don’t have to ponder my precious moments that always give me heart to carry on. So firmly implanted in my heart, I will never let them go, never will they be gone.” The Poet Memories of : As a child my Dad’s beautiful voice filled our home with song, and Mum so often beckoned me to get up and dance and we would waltz around the house. It was time to paint the house and I was given the choice of colour for my room. I chose a deep dark rose pink. When Dad finished it and it dried, is was quite a light pastel pink. Although I smiled, he saw the look in my eyes. He told me he was going to give it a much darker coat. He painted the whole room again in just the colour I hoped for. I was ten and Dad was sixty, and I will never forget the trouble he went to that day just to please me. My dear Lord heard our prayers one night as our adult son lay on an operating table with 19 fractures in his skull with pressure and splinters pushing into his brain. God gave two surgeons miraculous hands, taking nearly five hours to free his brain and reform his skull with metal plates and screws as best they could to save him. Our son came through all this with no permanent brain damage and eventually recovered. My wonderful Granddaughter gave me a card 14 years ago, that when it is opened, has The Platters singing ONLY YOU, and quite incredibly the battery in it hasn’t worn out yet. She told me that she chose that card because the words reminded her exactly of me. To read this certainly created another precious moment. When I am feeling blue, I just think of my wonderful family, that I am so very lucky to have, and I open that card, which always brings tears of joy to me. I think of the young boy who I pray for every day. He saw me drop a fifty dollar note in the street and ran after me (a complete stranger) to give it back. To cheer me up I go to his pages and read some of Rico’s Limericks. It wont mean much to the readers of this, but to me, I have just filled this page with more love and wonderful memories than I need to make me feel like the most lucky and loved person in the world.
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