"tomorrow" No More Ma'Am

I grew up as a Foster Child
Life does not make any sense at ALL

 Inspired by Brian Strand's Contest : Motto
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Breidenthal Avatar
March 3, 2012 at 11:14 PM
I can't even imagine how that was...you are such an open and strong person and your words are ever powerful. Always, Laura
Chachere Avatar
March 15, 2010 at 8:58 PM
Ma'am is not here anymore.Harry.shes gone, away from you.she has no power to hurt you anymore.and the time you are in now tells you that.the past can be so painful, but i know you are one of the strongest people i know, really.i only know a few there. -Always&Forever your sister spirit Lynn
Freeman Avatar
October 25, 2009 at 10:30 AM
That is true, it never did to me either, untill I began to understand that love is the answer to life's riddle. Now my life is falling into place as I live as, the love that I am. Sincerely, Moses
Rider Avatar
July 25, 2009 at 12:16 PM
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July 19, 2009 at 6:46 AM
HG, Sometimes life doesn't make any sense at all even if you did not grow up as a foster child. Good and bad is found everywhere. Seek out the good. Forgive the bad. And try to feel okay. I think that's sometimes about the best one can do. Does that make any sense? Lovingly, DAS-J (soup mail)
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July 17, 2009 at 12:30 PM
Such a sad tale--the reality for far to many children. Good luck in the contest. Keep on writing! Karen
Strand Avatar
July 16, 2009 at 11:48 PM
Thank you for supporting my contest Hg.Rgds Brian
Devonshire Avatar
July 16, 2009 at 1:31 PM
It must have been hard growing up in a foster home. Perhaps the relationships you develop with your students now give you a sense of family. Great entry for the contest! Love, Carolyn
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July 15, 2009 at 11:47 PM
I know I cant fully understand, but your words are so expressive...Love, BG
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