Touched By an Angel

Written by Pamela Haven on March 11, 2011

When I asked him what he wanted in return, he leaned forward and said, “NOTHING. Just call me your ‘Angel.'”
I laughed and said, “No everyone wants something ..so what do you want?”
“No, you don’t understand. I am your Angel.”

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Dreaming as the Summers Die

Written by Terri Elders on March 8, 2011

I looked up sharply. Jean was my “real” mother, and I hadn˙t seen her for years. I wanted to ask if she had seen “Easter Parade,” my new favorite movie. I wanted to ask where she lived, if she traveled, if she liked to play Parcheesi or Tripoley. I wanted to ask if she remembered when I was born.

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My Dog Willie

Written by Tony on March 4, 2011

If I had five more minutes with my dog Willie, I would scratch behind his ears and take him for a quick walk.

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Announcing Our Lost Love Memory Contest Winner!

Written by Braiden on February 14, 2011

It seems only appropriate that on Valentine’s Day we are announcing the winner of our first-annual Lost Love Memory Contest: Veronica.

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Lost Love: Veronica

Written by Michael on February 12, 2011

Veronica. My one true love. My only. For 10 years we tried to connect…never did.

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Lost Love: A Bond Forged Over Gourmet Food and Wine

Written by Virginia on February 7, 2011

If I could do anything with her, I would take those five minutes and share with her the Greek-style lamb-and-mixed-veggie grill she made so beautifully paired with a wonderful Cotes-du-Rhone, one of her favorites.

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Lost Love Contest: A Proper Goodbye to My Grandmother

Written by Tracy on January 26, 2011

I never felt I gave a proper “goodbye” to my grandmother before she passed.

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