She Knows Who She Is, Because She

I Grow Old Though Pleased With My Memories The Tasks I Can No Longer Complete Are Balanced By The Love Of The Tasks Gone Past I Offer No Apology Only This Plea: When I Am Frayed And Strained And Drizzle At The End Please Someone Cut A Square And Put Me In A Quilt That I Might Keep Some Child Warm And Some Old Person With No One Else To Talk To Will Hear My Whispers And Cuddle Near

Language Instruction Should Start In The First Grade. Writing, Also.

Life Is A Process Where People Mix And Match, Fall Apart And Come Back Together.

You Do What You Can With What You Have. You Have To Work The Edges Whatever They Are. The Main Thing Is Keeping Your Integrity.

I Am Honest; I Try To Be Truthful. I Like People And Wish Us Well. We Are Not Always Deserving Of Our Own Best Wishes.