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Spring




These past few weeks have been so crazy,
I'm going to post the pictures for now, and add the words later...you see, I have a date with a very handsome pair of young men to watch a scary movie. Love you all...


























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  1. Chelle, dear,

    Maybe you don't need the words. It's all here. The smiles, the friends, the warmth. It tells its own story. And it's a good one. Happy Spring my friend. With all the hope and renewal it can bring, happy spring.

    Cathy
    www.lessonsfromlou.blogspot.com

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  2. Chelle,
    Spring is here and and it hopefully will bring good days and good memories. What the words will say is how busy it has been for you, what a rollercoaster of emotions it has been for you and Spring is here and flowers are out, baseball is in full Spring and God is good.

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  3. You know, they say a picture is worth a thousand words....

    ...guess that means you have 26,000 words right there on that page.

    Good readin! So many smiles and sunny days makes spring seem like the name spring. (personaly i like pictures alot, keep em coming.)

    Canute

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  4. Michelle,

    Thanks for the call last night - you filled my half empty house with memories of the Meyers. And I was thinking of you right when you called.

    I love you,

    Evy

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  5. Michelle,
    We don't know each other and I'm not sure how I eneded up on the caringbridge website, but I was intrigued I guess and decided to read awhile.

    This sounds really bizzare I know, but I had to tell you that your story just saved my marriage.

    Thank you for (unitentionally) inspriring me.

    K

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  6. I miss reading about you & yours!

    --Patti in NJ

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