I am a single mother of two sons, both grown up and on their own now, I am a TraumaRN and work in the ER, I am 5'5", 110, blonde hair blue eyes, I am easy going and enjoy simple things in life, Im not into drama, Im a quiet person and kind of shy until I get to know you. Not looking to be hurt again, I have made bad choices in my love life, and have ended up hurt each time. i am an abuse survivor, I am committed to strictler penalities for child abusers and drunk drivers. I lobby to help change these laws. I lost my wonderful father recently and am still trying to deal with him not being here. If you want to know anything, please dont hesitate to ask me, Im very open and honest
Virginia, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the scepticism of a sceptical age. They do not believe except they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men's or children's, are little. In this great universe of ours, man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.
Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus! It would be as dreary as if there were no Virginias. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The external light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.
Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies. You might get your papa to have men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if you did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that's no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.
You tear apart the baby's rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived could tear apart. Only faith, poetry, love romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, Virginia, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.
No Santa Claus! Thank God! he lives and lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay 10 times 10,000 years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.
I stand here all alone looking out into the mist, wondering what it would be like, to be held in someone's arms again....that I so much miss...To have the warmth of his breath on my neck... as he holds me close...While I feel our hearts pounding at the thought of a kiss...we lean back and look in to each other's eyes...seeing the fiery passion that burns deep inside...His fingers slightly moves my hair to the side...while I let out a little sigh, from his soft touch to my face... we draw closer for our first kiss...as our lips touch softly...while the passion deep inside of us starts to flow with loves embrace...So I stand here wishing... that my true love will find me...Smile Goodnight and Sweet Dreams <