" Dance like nobody's watching; love like you've never been hurt; sing like nobody's listening; live like its Heaven on earth" - Mark Twain. Beyond all else, I am the wife to my very best friend and a mom to five amazing children. My blog is a little bit of this and a little bit of that, and what makes up my day to day with the love of my life Benoit and my boys, Olivier Nicholas, Joshua Etienne, Jacob Antoine, and our little miracle Riley Félix-Gabriel, and our final family member, our little princess, Juliette Alexia Mélirose...While remembering our children, Gabriell and Méliange who left us much too early...our Butterfly-Angels....Welcome to my little world...

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Thursday, January 12, 2012

Chance

Here is a song that I recently discovered...and fell in love with...It could have been written for my little boy...Brings tears to my eyes every time...Enjoy...

Chance

I never knew how much I'd come to love you
I couldn't know how much I'd come to love you
I had no idea if I'd disappear from fear
Of the greatest gift I almost faded away

I had no idea how much I'd come to need you
I had no idea how much I'd burn when I can't see you
I had no idea if I'd disappear from fear
Of the greatest gift who's ever taken to me

But you pierced my heart in June
Turned and hung the moon
In a while, child
I was wrapped around your finger

Chance
What are the chances
That you would look down from the sky
And choose me to be your own
And Chance
What are the chances
That you would sacrifice your wings
To become flesh and bone
For me

I can't believe I called it love before you
I think I even thought I could ignore you
I had no idea if I'd disappear from fear
Those days were cold
And I almost faded away

But you changed the way I breathe
And rearrange of needs
To the world you might be one
But to me you are the world

We're all searching for the things that make us matter
We're all hungry in our needing to be whole
Then we find the only thing that really matters
Are the people in our lives whose hearts we hold

Chance
What are the chances
That you would look down from the sky
And claim me to be your own
And Chance
What are the chances
That you would sacrifice your wings
To become flesh and bone
For me

-Ken Block

Princess Flo

The World...


To the world, you might be one
But to me, you are the world...





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