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Dear Gayle, I can not even find my passion here ... those around me suck it dry daily. Art was a rarity starting about 3 years ago - it was replaced by the sniffle that arrived in the envelope on the wind. I miss my walks down the hall to contemplate what the hell I was doing, only to find the answer in your doorway. I miss the way "my" kids made my day because they thought I sucked but still did my homework and then gave me hugs on the last day. I currently have to wait for the volleyball highlights on the 6:00 news to coach from my recliner because I can not bear to go to a game here yet. I do cartwheels in my heart daily for us. :) the narnar

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