Cindy, we are so thankful for your testimony, love, and faithfulness. You have lived a beautiful life reflecting Christ 's love. You are kind and caring. Our savior 's presence is evident in your life. I didn 't get the chance to know you as well as I would have liked to. But we do have something in common and in that way I know you. I know you are beautiful in the sight of the Lord, and beautify this world simply with your presence.
I know you are forgiven, I know your life is an outpouring of thankfulness, I know you are a loyal wife, mother, sister, daughter, and friend. I have seen joy in your eyes and in your life. Joy throughout suffering. Cindy I am so thankful for you, I mourn for the loss your life will have for those closest to
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“Is it?...is it?” I whispered to my guide.
“Not at all,” said he. “It 's someone ye 'll never have heard of. Her name on earth was Sarah Smith and she lived at Golders Green.”
“She seems to be...well, a person of particular importance?”
“Aye. She is one of the great ones. Ye have heard that fame in this country and fame on Earth are two quite different things.”
“And who are these gigantic people...look! They 're like emeralds...who are dancing and throwing flowers before here?”
“Haven 't ye read your Milton? A thousand liveried angels lackey her.”
“And who are all these young men and women on each side?”
“They are her sons and daughters.”
“She must have had a very large family, Sir.”
“Every young man or boy that met her became her son – even if it was only the boy that brought the meat to her back door. Every girl that met her was her daughter.”
“Isn 't that a bit hard on their own parents?”
“No. There are those that steal other people 's children. But her motherhood was of a different kind. Those on whom it fell went back to their natural parents loving them more. Few men looked on her without becoming, in a certain fashion, her lovers. But it was the kind of love that made them not less true, but truer, to their own wives.”
“And how...but hullo! What are all these animals? A cat-two cats-dozens of cats. And all those dogs...why, I can 't count them. And the birds. And the horses.”
“They are her beasts.”
“Did she keep a sort of zoo? I mean,
She says that the "child" had been by her side until "snatched from thence by friends, less wise than true" (line 3). Basically she is saying a trusted person “snatched” her work from her without permission to take them to England to be printed. Had it not been for her brother-in-law taking her work back to England and getting them printed they may have never been known. The intimacy and feeling she shares with her work is like that of a mother and child and that bond was infringed upon when her work was "exposed to public view" (line 4). The intrusion of her brother-in-law getting her work printed is the cause of feeling that follow. Ironically the next thing she talks is the shame she has been thrust upon her by not being able to perfect the work before it was published. This is illustrated in line five where she writes, “Made thee in rags,” as to say her work is like a child dressed in rags.
You have walked with me in the darkest moment of my life. You have my love and devotion, no matter how upset I may get with you.
“I’m a big fan of cats. I’ve had them since I was a baby, and I’m going to have them until I die.”
“My mother and I were separated when I was but an infant—before I knew her as my mother. It is a common custom, in the part of Maryland from which I ran away, to part children from their mothers at a very early age…I never saw my mother, to know her as such, more than four or five times in my life; and each of these times was very short in duration, and at night.”
She rewrites this statement several times to clarify the meaning it has to her and says, “All of these had everything to do with who I am today.”(first paragraph of “only daughter”). Reading and writing was not a challenge so to speak as it was for Frederick Douglass and Malcolm X, but it was the process of what she did with that skill that was difficult. Ever since she was in elementary school she knew she wanted to go to college, she shared this with her father and he was pleased. She misunderstood understanding and states later, “What I didn’t realize was that my father thought college was good for girls for finding a husband.”(third paragraph of “only daughter”). She says that all her writing was for him, for his approval, but the ironic part of this is that he barely read anything at all, and not a word of english. He worked with his hands and read things like magazines and comics, nothing too lengthy and hard. She says he would always tell them, “ “Use this,” my father said, tapping his head, “and not this,” showing us those hands. He always looked tired when he said it.” (tenth paragraph of “only daughter”). See he believed she was smart and could make something of herself but that was not the goal he expected her to reach. He was expecting her to find a husband and make a family, this was not the goal in her mind. She wanted to become a writer and make a career for herself. He wouldn’t interrupt her with her work except for the occasional “ What are you writing?” but she wanted him to interrupt, she felt at times that he didn’t care what she did as long as she got a husband in the end. This frustrated her beyond belief along with the fact that he would always say that he had “seven sons” but in spanish it translates to that but it really just means seven children. She took this to heart and mentions it several times to get the message across that she was offended. She later had one of her
Last summer, I had the magnificent privlege of chatting with Barbara Niven prior to the premiere of the Hallmark original series, Chesapeake Shores. Our friendship began a few years ago during the airing of Cedar Cove, and with each passing year, I find myself more in awe and appreciative of this benevolent soul. There is something uniquely vibrant and genuine about Barbara that makes her an instant fan favovrite and one of the truly inspiring women in the world today. I have been blessed yet again to speak with this remarkable gentlemwoman this year!
"She’s well-spoken, she’s also personable, and people have always been able to talk to her. She always knows what’s going on with celebrities. She’s been in front of the cameras for 10 years, and she’s been interviewed herself, and she’s done interviewing. She’s in a really good position, and I will help her whatever way I can."
"You think because I am her mother I have a key, or that in some way you could use me as a key? She has lived for nineteen years. Over and over, we are told of the limitations on choice--"it was the only way"; "They persuaded me" and verbs of necessity recur for descriptions of both the mother's and Emily's behavior. " In such statements as "my wisdom ! came too late," the story verges on becoming an analysis of parental guilt. With the narrator, we construct an image of the mother's own development: her difficulties as a young mother alone with her daughter and barely surviving during the early years of the depression; her painful months of enforced separation from her daughter; her gradual and partial relaxation in response to a new husband and a new family as more children follow; her increasingly complex anxieties about her first child; and finally her sense of family balance which surrounds but does not quite include the early memories of herself and Emily in the grips of survival needs. In doing so she has neither trivialized nor romanticized the experience of motherhood; she has indicated the wealth of experience yet to be explored in the story’s possibilities of experiences, like motherhood, which have rarely been granted serious literary consideration. Rather she is searching for
Christina let us appreciate, thank, and praise the lord for his kind care over our relatives. Who have gone forth, and sacrificed their lives, for the conservation of our country. I cannot believe the murderous people that have rose up to destroy the best government in this world.
“If it was not a mother’s place to look after children, whose on earth was
“I didn't see her but a few times out in the fields and once when she was working indigo. By the time I woke up in the morning, she was in line. If the moon was bright they worked by
Looking at the female slave as a mother, we find that she fetishizes her relationship with her child. Fueling her state of distortion further, we suggest that the mother believes her infant son’s existence is another mistakes. Boldly, the mother takes on the unprecedented role of God and makes a multitude of distasteful decisions about her infant son. Like deeming his fair skin unbearable, predicting that as an adult he will claim a “master-right” over black slaves, and finally ending his life. By all accounts, the mother is unable to make sensible decisions about anything.
If someone were to ask a person what the word birthmother meant then that person would say, your mother. But in the language in the book our definition for birthgiver would be different. In, “The Giver” the children’s
“Can we eat turkey for supper?’ the boy asked.” In one line Godwin presents a reader with enough levels of complexity to easily fill an entire essay; why is one of the most prominent characters (and the son of the main character referred to as ‘the boy’? Does his focus on the tuckey emphasize his love of the idea and duties of a mother, as opposed to the actual person? Yet all of these quarries pale in comparison to an analysis of the text preceding this small quote. The end of Godwin’s “A Sorrowful Woman” demonstrates the power of rhetoric, contrast, and detached narration in creating the text’s message that the archetypal role of mother and wife is so constricting and limiting to cause “the mother” to end her life.
Thanksgiving is a day to give thanks to your life and everyone and everything in it. Thanksgiving is thought of in different ways and is celebrated in unlike ways. Families have divergent meals, places that they visit on Thanksgiving, and activities that they enjoy taking part in on Thanksgiving. Overall, no matter what traditions there are, what meals you have, or the activities enjoyed on Thanksgiving, Thanksgiving is truly a wonderful holiday.