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The 80's were a miracle



Well that's a headline that you don't see everyday, do you?  I certainly don't.  And yet, in the last several weeks I began to realize that many of the people in my life that make the biggest different to me - thus creating miracles - I met in the '80's!  WOW!  Who knew I would look back on that decade with such gratitude.

The '80's brought great loves to my life.  A future husband, who later became a great teacher before he passed away, and several amazing men who have taught me the power of love that endures over decades.  There are a chosen few who will always have a piece of my heart.  We have a shared history, that has grown into love and respect over the last several decades.

That kind of endurance is a miracle!

These are the relationships that help me see inside myself.  They remind me the value of building strong relationships.  In addition, there is an element that needs to exist to evolve  them.  Acceptance of what was and the ability to acknowledge all that has passed with an honest and kind perspective!  Forgive each other for the things that may have been said in our youth, and thank each other for all that you've shared.

People in my life are a miracle.  Especially those who came into my life in the '80's and settled in my heart!

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