Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Chrishina Hart is Thankful for her Siblings

Children of the same family, the same blood, with the same first associations and habits, have some means of enjoyment in their power, which no subsequent connections can supply... ~Jane Austen, Mansfield Park, 1814









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Kenneth Michael and Chrishina Leann Hart

Brothers and sisters are as close as hands and feet. ~Vietnamese Proverb









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The Name of Shina Hart's Best Friend is Sister

I would like more sisters, that the taking out of one, might not leave such stillness. ~Emily Dickinson

Help one another, is part of the religion of sisterhood. ~Louisa May Alcott

In thee my soul shall own combined the sister and the friend. ~Catherine Killigrew









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Chrishina Hart Loves Her Sister

A sister is a little bit of childhood that can never be lost. ~Marion C. Garretty


Is solace anywhere more comforting than in the arms of a sister. ~Alice Walker









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Shina Hart says Thank God for Sisters

Having a sister is like having a best friend you can't get rid of. You know whatever you do, they'll still be there. ~Amy Li









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Shina Hart Knows No One is Perfect Especially Herself

If I had my child to raise all over again,
I'd build self-esteem first, and the house later.
I'd finger-paint more, and point the finger less.
I would do less correcting and more connecting.
I'd take my eyes off my watch, and watch with my eyes.
I'd take more hikes and fly more kites.
I'd stop playing serious, and seriously play.
I would run through more fields and gaze at more stars.
I'd do more hugging and less tugging.
~Diane Loomans, from "If I Had My Child To Raise Over Again"









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Michael and Chrishina Hart Love Their Nieces and Nephews Dearly

The hardest part of raising a child is teaching them to ride bicycles. A shaky child on a bicycle for the first time needs both support and freedom. The realization that this is what the child will always need can hit hard. ~Sloan Wilson









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Chrishina Hart Forgives Her Father

The guys who fear becoming fathers don't understand that fathering is not something perfect men do, but something that perfects the man. The end product of child raising is not the child but the parent. ~Frank Pittman, Man Enough









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Shina Hart Thanks Her Mother and Grandparents Daily

Give me the life of the boy whose mother is nurse, seamstress, washerwoman, cook, teacher, angel, and saint, all in one, and whose father is guide, exemplar, and friend. No servants to come between. These are the boys who are born to the best fortune. ~Andrew Carnegie










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Shina Hart appreciates her Grandfather

How pleasant it is for a father to sit at his child's board. It is like an aged man reclining under the shadow of an oak which he has planted. ~Walter Scott









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Shina Hart gets better with age

If there is anything that we wish to change in the child, we should first examine it and see whether it is not something that could better be changed in ourselves. ~C.G. Jung, Integration of the Personality, 1939










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Chrishina Hart Admires Her Mother

It's not only children who grow. Parents do too. As much as we watch to see what our children do with their lives, they are watching us to see what we do with ours. I can't tell my children to reach for the sun. All I can do is reach for it, myself. ~Joyce Maynard









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Chrishina Hart Adores Children

Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body. ~Elizabeth Stone









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Shina Hart Cherishes Family

You don't really understand human nature unless you know why a child on a merry-go-round will wave at his parents every time around - and why his parents will always wave back. ~William D. Tammeus









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Shina Hart Loves Kenneth Michael Hart Very Much

True love cannot be found where it truly does not exist,
Nor can it be hidden where it truly does.
~ by Anonymous ~









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Kenneth Michael and Chrishina Hart Like Frank Sinatra

....A simple I love you means more than money....
~ by Frank Sinatra ~









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Shina Hart Knows This To Be True

You will never know true happiness
until you have truly loved,
and you will never understand
what pain really is
until you have lost it.
~ by Anonymous ~










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Chrishina Hart Loves to Love

The greatest thing you'll ever learn
Is to love and be loved in return.
~ From "Unforgettable with Love" by Natalie Cole










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Chrishina Hart Agrees

When you love someone, all your saved-up wishes start coming out.
~ by Elizabeth Bowen (1899-1973) ~










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Chrishina Hart Loves Kenneth Michael Hart

I'd like to run away
From you,
But if you didn't come
And find me ...
I would die.
~ by Shirley Bassey ~










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Chrishina to Kenneth Michael Hart August 11 till Forever

I have been astonished that men could die martyrs for their religion -
I have shudder'd at it.
I shudder no more.
I could be martyr'd for my religion
Love is my religion
And I could die for that.
I could die for you.










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Kenneth Michael and Chrishina Leann Hart

Liquid
by Chris Hughes

liquid sunshine spills down
upon silken shoulders to reflect
it's light in star-kiss'd eyes

laughter falls from lips,
rose petal soft, to banish
clouds gathered in my mind

her gentle touch would
cause the rust to
crumble from my bones

alabaster skin can scarce contain
the radiance of her soul










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Shina Hart Believes in Love

Love's Labour Lost
by ckyh

The heart's been wringed dry.
It numbs, then thaws to hurt.

My giving falls on unopened palms,
Then breaks and scatters to sea.

I have no destiny: I tread alone.
You embrace me without arms,
Yet, fill my very soul.

My best will never be my best
For love's labour is lost.
Yet love, foolishly, lives on.











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Shina Hart Believes in Angels

God's Gift To Me
by Patricia Annette Roden

Angel wings flutter in flight
Moving through the winter's night.

One ribbon floats through the air
One end here the other end there.

Every day we live through
The angels will shorten it an inch or two.

The ribbon will grow shorter with each and every day
Until we are together, then they'll snip their little hearts away.

Then one day we'll be two feet apart
The ribbon will be gone but not the love in our heart.

As we look into each others eyes
We begin to fully realize.

That God made you especially for me
And sent down his angels... just so it would be.















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