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Remembering Paul Curran

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A year ago, we received the sad and devastating news on the demise of our dear friend, Paul Curran.  Paul did not have his own blog and I had always looked forward to his weekly guest post over at Mark’s blog on Sundays.
If you want more of Paul’s stories, do hop over to CM’s blog where she has created a lovely space in memory of Paul. 
Today I would like to pay tribute to our beloved Canadian friend – a master of words and storytelling who had touched our hearts and made a huge difference in our lives.

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“Thank you Paul,
for sharing your beautiful stories.
Thank you for all your
thoughtful, wise and funny comments.
You were sincere, kind & understanding and
it was truly a joy and blessing knowing you.
May you rest in eternal peace and
rejoice with the angels above.”
~ NBC ♡(,,^・⋏・^,,)♡
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“So long as the memory of certain beloved friends lives in my heart, I shall say that life is good.”
       ― Helen Keller
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Happiness is …

…random things that make me smile!
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Madame Dragonfly

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Big sister drew something cute and little sister have to spoil it by adding that strange-looking hat!

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The books I ordered online have finally arrived.

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Big sister drew dogs watching TV on a cardboard and little sister have to add a cat with wings on it.

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“I want to be tall like you, Miss Statue.”

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“Yellow cupcake with yellow frosting, anyone???”

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Let’s start the race!

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I live in a country where
we are still defined by our race.
Some say,
it’s to preserve our own culture and heritage.
But I beg to differ as
over the years had caused much
discrimination and discord.
And those in authority are
killing our spirits
with their on-going rhetoric
for popularity and votes.
We need to see ourselves as 
one nation, one human race.
Let us join our hearts together
to push for change 
no matter how difficult
or long it may take
for the sake of our children
and future generations.
The time is now, my friends.
Let’s start the race today!

 

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Why, Lord? – NBC

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“Why, Lord?” I cried
when I heard about the massacre
in Las Vegas that night.
I recall the last such incident
that I prayed and wished
it would be the last.
Why did this lone gunman kill 
all those innocent people?
Was it because of too much hatred
and lack of love?
Was he distraught, brainwashed
or think he can play God?
But who am I to question you, Lord.
For your thoughts are not my thoughts.
I pray that you’ll comfort
the families that are grieving,
those who got hurt and need speedy healing.
I plead for you to stir and awaken
the hearts of those in power
to make it a little harder for
 a reckless man like him
to gun down people.
May we who feel so powerless
continue to stand strong in unity 
and do our small part
to make this world a safer
and better place to live.

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The Gentle Monster – NBC

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A special dog like you would only
come along once in our lifetime.
And the name Monster suited well
for you were born a mischief-maker.
Remember all the furniture you destroyed and
dad’s new Ericsson phone you nibbled.
Did you try to call your girlfriend
and got upset with the not so
paw-friendly phone buttons?
Also the curtains you pulled down
together with the rod
the two bags of soil you ripped
and painted the front porch mud brown
and did not miss a spot.
You chewed every pair of
high-heel shoes that I bought.
Were you confused and thought
you must try to heel your sole
for all the trouble you caused?
But we could never really be angry with you
after all you were just
a monster with a gentle soul.
You adored and babysat
Sydelle and Shaye when they were younger
you were so smart you even
played hide and seek together
and your love for soccer was like no other.
You guarded the oven patiently and
waited  for the roast lamb to be cooked.
You enjoyed your weekly spa moment
when dad gave you a shower.
Sadly though, three years ago today
you knew your end was near and
so very hard for us to let you go.
When I was out with the girls that evening
dad fed you your favourite meal
you spent some private moment 
as he held you gently in his arms until
you were ready to say your final goodbye.
Three years on and
we love and miss you still, Monster.

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Rekindled – NBC

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It was not love at first sight and
I’m not quite sure how it all started.
I remember I like you
more and more each passing day
being the dreamy girl that I was.
The kind of feeling
that was hard to explain.
I knew it was love and
that you felt the same way too.
Many said it’s just infatuation
I would  forget you soon.
But why do I have the same strong emotion 
deep within me still?
Perhaps we were too young then 
to think about falling in love.
For the years ahead were uncertain,
our circumstances so different.
Many things we left unspoken and
we  just drifted apart
like a message in a bottle
floating in the sea.
If I’m granted a wish today
I wish for an hour with you
to tell you how I felt
how much I love you
how I had missed you.
And before I go
I will wish you well and
say goodbye.