<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880265846753342356</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:29:10.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my simple life...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyesharp.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880265846753342356/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyesharp.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>joy sharp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16336984520980227563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci8TtmdJA7I/SXQbOa0Oz1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/5aVWygS3SUY/S220/IMG_1561.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880265846753342356.post-7165575896674513079</id><published>2009-01-20T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:52:27.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wrecked</title><content type='html'>its amazing how the sea or ocean works&lt;br /&gt;with all its strength and tenderness&lt;br /&gt;beauty and sometimes horror...&lt;br /&gt;that is my life summed up...&lt;br /&gt;Never knowing when the high tide is coming or when the low tide will arrive...or the strength of the wave...the only knowledge i have is in God...which is all i need but i still struggle...b/c one one of the most important people in my life was taken in what seemed in seconds...i have stories to share and a testimony to speak but the one thing i would love its to be able to share moments with the love that i lost...no one can understand or fathom...unless they have experience what i have...no words or thoughts or hugs and kisses i receive feels empty...&lt;br /&gt;The only on is God...i know he is there but it is hard to let Him in and sometimes hear his tender voice...There is beauty in what i am walking through in the fact that i have shared and impacted many people with my story...but wishing i didn't have the story to tell...I know God never gives me anything i cant handle...but i am the edge sometimes of just wanted to become a hermit...which i would never do but sometimes feel like it...&lt;br /&gt;He is in control&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880265846753342356-7165575896674513079?l=joyesharp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyesharp.blogspot.com/feeds/7165575896674513079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joyesharp.blogspot.com/2009/01/wrecked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880265846753342356/posts/default/7165575896674513079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880265846753342356/posts/default/7165575896674513079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyesharp.blogspot.com/2009/01/wrecked.html' title='wrecked'/><author><name>joy sharp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16336984520980227563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci8TtmdJA7I/SXQbOa0Oz1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/5aVWygS3SUY/S220/IMG_1561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880265846753342356.post-105051299921259128</id><published>2009-01-18T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T22:13:25.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So this is my first blog entry ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and the only reason why i got it is b/c i needed some thing to write all my emotions and feelings that come with what i am dealing with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i never know when they are gong to hit me...sometimes its in little instances or in big ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;but i never know when or how long this numbness and feeling will go away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;maybe one day but maybe never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i dont know when i will be able to say i am fine or everythings ok or i am doing great...and really mean it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Nothing can satisfy what i am feeling no drug, person or word can. ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i miss her and i know always will but when will i be ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i dont know i am out of words and tired...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i know you are wondering who or what i am talking about but a time will come when i will say but for now i am a broken girl with Father whos love is forever abundant and who has pain that no one i know can fathom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880265846753342356-105051299921259128?l=joyesharp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyesharp.blogspot.com/feeds/105051299921259128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joyesharp.blogspot.com/2009/01/hmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880265846753342356/posts/default/105051299921259128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880265846753342356/posts/default/105051299921259128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyesharp.blogspot.com/2009/01/hmm.html' title='hmm...'/><author><name>joy sharp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16336984520980227563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci8TtmdJA7I/SXQbOa0Oz1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/5aVWygS3SUY/S220/IMG_1561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
