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Hi Carol....thank you for being so sweet. So far I like the book. It

has gotten me to look at some things in a different way.

It's sad that we tend to " lose " ourselves at times...but maybe the

journey to recover ourselves will really be precious in the end.

With Love & Hugs & Hope...

Tess

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Dear ...that was so beautiful. It really touched my heart. I

remember the days of being unable to cry..and I think some of that

contributed to the pain in my body.

My beloved Grandma had a huge stack of Lanza records. She did not

listen to them often, but once in a while she would announce that she

would be playing her records. We al knew what that meant. Grandma

needed to cry. She had her own little ritual...first brewing a cup of

tea. Then choosing one of her many beautiful, embroidered hankies from

her bureau drawer. Then she'd pull out the phonograph, and pick out

exactly what she wanted/needed to hear. She put the record on, sat in

her chair and cried as she listened. Every once in a while between

songs, she'd sip her tea.

I would sit on the sofa in pain & wonder. I didn't want to see my sweet

Grandma cry! But she knew when she needed to, and was a beautiful

example to me of a woman, wise before the days of psychology and

therapy.

Thank you for sharing Iyanla's writing. It sparked something precious

in my heart.

Love, Always...

Tess

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That's a very moving story about your grandmother, Tess.

I'm glad you enjoyed what Iyanla had to say. She has had a very tough past but

seems to have triumphed.

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> Dear ...that was so beautiful. It really touched my heart. I

> remember the days of being unable to cry..and I think some of that

> contributed to the pain in my body.

>

> My beloved Grandma had a huge stack of Lanza records. She did not

> listen to them often, but once in a while she would announce that she

> would be playing her records. We al knew what that meant. Grandma

> needed to cry. She had her own little ritual...first brewing a cup of

> tea. Then choosing one of her many beautiful, embroidered hankies from

> her bureau drawer. Then she'd pull out the phonograph, and pick out

> exactly what she wanted/needed to hear. She put the record on, sat in

> her chair and cried as she listened. Every once in a while between

> songs, she'd sip her tea.

>

> I would sit on the sofa in pain & wonder. I didn't want to see my sweet

> Grandma cry! But she knew when she needed to, and was a beautiful

> example to me of a woman, wise before the days of psychology and

> therapy.

>

> Thank you for sharing Iyanla's writing. It sparked something precious

> in my heart.

>

> Love, Always...

>

> Tess

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