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But I am more than a name. More than they tell me
Mary E. Pearson
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Mary E. Pearson
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: August 14
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When you are perfect, is there anywhere else to go?
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Father says it will come in time. “Time heals,” he says. I don’t tell him that I don’t know what time is.
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Words have longer lives than people.
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Which weakness shall I tell her? “I walk funny,” I say, and she’s satisfied with that. (inside joke)
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Chance. It weaves through our lives like a golden thread, sometimes knotting, tangling, and breaking along the way. Loose threads are left hanging, but the in and out, the back and forth continues, the weaving goes on. It doesn't stop.
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Maybe we all have a dark place inside of us, a place where dark thoughts and darker dreams live, but it doesn't have to become who we are.
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Multiple closets for different needs. Overkill.
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Boredom reigns on all levels. The rain is a welcome change. I have seen the pond swell and the creek surge. I press my palm against the glass, imagining the drops on my skin, imagining where they started out, where they will go, feeling them like a river, rushing, combining, becoming something greater than how they started out.
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I still cry on waking. I'm not sure why. I feel nothing. Nothing I can name, anyway. It's like breathing - something that happens over which I have no control. (6)
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... Change doesn't happen overnight-it's molded by people who don't give up
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I think that maybe forgiveness is like change - it comes in small steps. (256)
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A single gentle rain makes the grass many shades greener. So our prospects brighten . . .
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It can take years to mold a dream. It takes only a fraction of a second for it to be shattered.
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What I think is all I have left. My mind is the only thing that makes me different from a fancy toaster. What we think does matter-it's all we truly have.
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I don't want five hundred billion neural chips. I want guts.
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Pieces. Isn't that what all of life is anyway? Shards. Bits. Moments. Am I less because I have fewer, or do the few I have mean more?
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I thought grandmothers had to like you. It’s a law or something.
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It's the unknown that I fear, the bites of memories that still have no connections.
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I used to be someone.
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When your life has had few events to occupy it, it's amazing how a simple encounter can seem like an entire three-act play.
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