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Way with words

These are things said to me recently. I treasure the first one, well, coming from a little son who is in therapy. I listened to the second til the tenth with a yes, yes attitude. The twelfth sounds touching and the final words catapulted me out of torpor -

1. I love you, Mommy
2. You are the best cure for when I am down
3. The BNP is a racist organization totally against immigration in the UK
4. It amazes me that when ever I walk away from reading your email I always have another thousand questions to ask
5. A myriad of emotions crows in on a man in love making a seething cocktail of fizz
6. To go tech diving is very expensive and very complicated you have to balance all kinds of gas in your tanks
7. You are right when you said most charities are bent and corrupt.
8. When you only put on a simple black top you look absolutely sensational
9. This love has turned into something which cannot easily be shifted by a few choice words or barbs.
10. You're crazy you know that?
11. I don't mind waiting as long as you are mine in the end.
12. ... to Germany then South Africa til the end of March. ...please don't move too much in front of the camera. I want to register your face in my head and take you with me
13. Marry me?

Megan and Janet host Thursday 13.
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Sandy Kessler said…
wow that I love you Mommy I'll never hear enough
4 March 2011 at 00:08
Hazel said…
so true Sandy.
4 March 2011 at 06:29
Pearl said…
was 8 and 13 the same person?
4 March 2011 at 09:28
Hazel said…
Pearl, fortunately (or unfortunately) no. but life is a variety of variety, isn't it?
4 March 2011 at 10:37
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