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Name: Shelley
Location: Los Angeles, California, United States
Gender: Female
Interests: TV, Movies, Water Sports, Basketball, Baseball, the Outdoors, eating, sleeping, playing, talking, web surfing...I don't know....what else? Basically, I'm very curious and kinda adventurous. Therefore, my interests are in a wide range of varieties.
Expertise: TV TV TV, People People People
Occupation: Other
Industry: Entertainment
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Member Since:
7/20/2006
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| The busy schedule has done a pretty good job keeping my mind off sadness...but it wasn't good enough. I lost it again last night, emotionally. Not really sure what happened...got off work late, around mid-night'ish. On the way home, I just couldn't stop thinking about Baby. I got home, went to the kitchen, saw his picture on the refrigerator, and just couldn't hold it no more. I really miss him. I tried not to think about it too much. I tried to "accept" this is how death is....but just couldn't stop me from missing him. He's just ashes now. He has vanished without trace...just like that~ | | |
| To Where You Are
( By Josh Groban )
Who can say for certain
Maybe you're still here
I feel you all around me
Your memory's so clear
Deep in the stillness
I can hear you speak
You'r still an inspiration
Can it be
That you are mine
Forever love
And you are watching over me from up above
Fly me up to where you are
Beyond the distant star
I wish upon tonight
To see you smile
If only for awhile
to know you're there
A breath away's not far
To where you are
Are you gently sleeping
Here inside my dreams
And isn't faith believing
All powers can't be seen
As my heart holds you
Just one beat away
I cherish all you gave me
Everyday
Cause you are mine
Forever love
Watching me from up above
And I believe
That angels breathe
And that love will live on and never leave
Fly me up to where you are
Beyond the distant star
I wish upon tonight
To see you smile
If only for awhile
To know you're there
A breath away's not far
To where you are
I know you're there
A breath away's not far
To where you are. |
(Lyrics were composed by Linda Thompson)
(Music by Richard Marx) |
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| Baby supposed to have his post-surgery check up today. The nurse called me yesterday to remind me of the appointment, but I told her there's no need, Baby has passed away. She was being really nice, said if there's anything they could do for me, just let them know and she would pass on the news to Dr. Cambridge. Surprisingly, Dr. Cambridge called today, wanted to know what happened. He didn't have to call, but he did, because he cares. He's the one who performed the surgery on Baby and saved his life the first time. The whole staff there at Veternerian Surgical Specialists were so nice. They made me feel so comfortable leaving my Baby in their hands. Dr. Cambridge told me I've done everything to help Baby, it's unfortunate that he still didn't make it. My point of this blog is...I wish all the doctors and nurses are like the ones in Veternerian Surgical Specialists in Tustin. Whether human doctors or pet doctors. Baby will get cremated either today or tomorrow. I should get his ashes back soon...can't wait. And I finally picked out a nice urn that suits him well. | | |
| something causing feet to fly,
rising like a dark knight
in silence
traffic slow with broken boats
heading for the sea
and I an island
I watched you disappear into the clouds
swept away into another town
the world carries on without you
but nothing remains the same
Il be lost without you
until the last of days
the sun is in the east,
rising for the beasts
and the beauties
if only I could tear it down,
plant it in the ground to warm your face
I built myself a castle on the beach
watching as it slid into the sea
the world carries on without you
but nothing remains the same
Il be lost without you
until the last of days
until the last of days
through wars and harvest moons
I will wait for you.
the world carries on without you
but nothing remains the same
Il be lost without you
until the last of days
until the last of days | | |
| I am so tired from crying, yet my tears just wouldn't stop running. Everything in the house reminds me of him, even a tiny little litter on the couch. It was cold sleeping on the couch. My blanket was usually him. I wonder where he is now, whether he's safe and sound? I hope he's not scared. Ah...I often wondered how I would feel when this day come. Now I realize, it's harder than I thought. I've never felt this way before. My heart aches from missing him...and I miss him so dearly. I want this sadness to be over soon, yet I feel guilty to even have this thought. How could I try to get my mind off the one thing I love the most? Wouldn't it be a sin? Ah...tired, so damn tired! | | |
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