10.07.2007
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To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time, And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more; it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing.
3 comments:
How exciting.
What is your estimated due date?
Hey, thanks for the comment. I am sorry about the comment thing. I try to visit everyone's blog and make comments. Congrats on the news. Hope things are good for you, and thanks for the encouragement.
How are you? I have been thinking about you. Email me if you want. djs0426@yahoo.com
I just read a little further down and saw the post about your son being diagnosed and medicated. I am at the point where maybe putting Jesse on some meds is ok, first I was against it, but there are things coming up.... I know you know what I mean. Hope you are doing well
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