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  1. AnonymousMarch 2, 2008 at 2:06 PM

    what a powerful message....god bless.
    Kelly~

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  2. AnonymousMarch 2, 2008 at 7:00 PM

    From my heart to yours you are loved more than you know. This brought me to tears. Thank you for sharing.
    Love & Hugs
    Debbie

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  3. AnonymousMarch 3, 2008 at 1:00 PM

    ((Hugs)) Your loved and you have always without a doubt made me feel loved as well. (Hugs) Indigo

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  4. AnonymousMarch 8, 2008 at 10:13 AM

    Thank you Christina and I return the sentiments a thousand fold.

    Stay well and happy.
    Much love
    Jeanie xxxx

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  5. Happy Being MeOctober 15, 2008 at 3:23 PM

    This makes me cry. You have such a kind heart and are loved by many. Take care and enjoy your hump day,
    Katie

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