Deirdre
General Information

Main blog:Inspired
Age:39
Birthday:October 23rd 1977
Gender:Female
Occupation:Executive / Management
Education:High school
Religion:Christianity
Service Attendance:Never
Race/lineage:White / Caucasian
Location:United States


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Personal Information

Relationship Status:Married
Family Info:Four sisters, twelve nieces/nephews
Astrological Sign:Libra (Sept 23 - Oct 23)
Smoking:No Way
Liquor:Social drinker. One or two
Exercise:Regularly
Your Home:Live with husband
Biography/About:Wife. Operations Manager. Aunt.
Likes:Animals; Art; Plants
Dislikes:Abuse; Litterbugs; Poor choices I've made in the past
Interests:Photography, Painting, Horitculture


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Appearance

Height:5' 2" (157 cm)
Eyes:Hazel Brown
Vision:Sun glasses
Hair Color:Dark Brown
Hair Style:Straight - Long
Tattoo Info:None
Piercing Info:Ears


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Four Most Recent Entries

maybe one day i could fly with you
When you lose someone, the hurt doesn't leave, it just changes. The places you'd go before together seem empty. The words you last said seem trivial. The distance apart seems greater each day. Like the memories are fading. It's scary and sad. And then it hurts because you feel yourself forgetting. So the pain doesn't leave, it just changes. It's always there.
 
echos in rain drifting in waves
I used to take comfort in seeing you every now and then. You made it possible for my flowers to bloom and would wash away the grime of the day. You'd offer a gentle sound as a backdrop to life. But now, you've taken so much away, you constantly threaten us and you continue to make me uneasy. How ironic that we need you to live but at the same time despise you for being here.
 
you ran away again
I had all these suggestions and ideas about what we should be doing to make things right. It felt like even though I didn't have all of the answers, I had at least this one. The one that could make all the difference in the outcome. I preached and whined about how she's going to grow to resent everyone around her who wasn't taking the time to at least try and now I have a realization that perhaps, maybe, I'm the one who's being resented because I stepped in too much, I tried too hard, I forced myself into a situation that didn't require my involvement. Maybe it's just a phase; maybe things...
 
you're a sky full of stars
I started using my lunch breaks to hit the gym. So far, things are going well. It frees up my day in the evenings so I can focus on the hubby and the puppy. Yay! Ps. Hey, Mom, come back! :D
 






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