Medieval Prose by sirpeterjames.com
Along the trail of wilderness wandered I ,my heart did cry, who am, I who am I?
Yet no reply, no reply came to my reporte. Yet did the wind call in its flight yonder.
Is this the voice I seek, the voice of my thoughtse? Nay, surely not; the wind is but a knave seeking willful sporte.
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I know now why the Caged Bird Sings – Maya Angelou
One evening after a very heated argument with my daughter; anger in her eyes she turned to me and said, “Happiness comes from within, you create your own happiness. Get your shit together. You have to love yourself before you can possibly love anyone. Look at all your failed relationships; they didn’t last because you can’t even love yourself”!
After many tears in my room, it got me thinking, she was right. How could I possibly move on with my life if there was so much inner hate? I made a decision then; I would make a concerted effort to work on my life and my self-happiness. There were places I knew exactly where I needed to start.
Why not start the series at the beginning.
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The trip to Australia and the stringent interviewing process, which was conducted over three, sixteen hour, days was a real eye opener for the Father and ended with him and two others being thanked for their attendance and participation. The three candidates were told that they would be notified about the results of the interview within two working weeks and then they were taken to the airport.
Continue reading A House Divided against Itself – Part Two
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Hello Daddy, on this Father’s Day, I wanted you to know, how I feel about you.
To me you are much more than just a father, to me you are:
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