#dear

I come home from work this evening there was a note in the frying pan said Fix Your Own Supper Babe I Run Off With The Fuller Brush Man Well I sat down at the table screamed & hollered & cried I commenced to carring on 'till I almost lost my mind and I miss the way she used to Yell At Me the way she used to Cuss & Moan and if I ever go out and get married again I'll never leave my wife at home The Frying Pan Diamonds In The Rough John Prine ↗

— John Prine

#endearing #frying-pan #fuller-brush-man #marriage #supper

We need to be shaping our kids into arrows that will fly straight to the target God has set for them. If we're not carefully shaping and aiming our arrows, others will try to steal them and shape them for their use. What's worse, they will aim our children at targets of their own choosing. We should never be surprised if we are wounded by the members of our own family, if we have allowed sworn enemies of Christ to aim them. ↗

— Gregg Harris

#family

Dear Beloved woman, Time… so much time has passed since my love wrote his last words for me. And yet I remember it as if it were yesterday. I remember writing back and for the first time since I had left home I told my love what kind of darkness surrounded me here. I forgot all the sweet things my father had said to my mother when he was away. I forgot how they got her through all those long and lonely nights. ↗

— Talon P.S.

#dear-john #letters #soldiers #war #love

Mrs. Palmer is a teacher so naturally I assumed she would never do anything good for me. ↗

— Jim Benton

#diary #dumb #humor #teacher #humor

The last word of love is ... goodbye. ↗

— Carroll Bryant

#loveless #lovers #romance-dear-john #romantic-tragedy #love

She never called her son by any name but John; 'love' and 'dear', and such like terms, were reserved for Fanny. ↗

— Elizabeth Gaskell

#funny-and-random #mothers #names #sobriquet #sons

Returning my voice to a conversational level, I called back, “Nora, I’m not attempting to embarrass you or single you out. I know you’re capable. But stay behind Chas, okay? You die, you d i e permanently, and for various reasons that we’ve already gotten angsty about together, I don’t want that to happen.” “Okay, okay,” she sighed. “Angsty?” Chas asked. “Ooh! Later, details!” “Yes, later.” With that, I waved the team forward. ↗

— Lia Habel

#dystopian #fiction #lia-habel #paranormal #romance

Dear God, Please send to me the spirit of Your peace. Then send, dear Lord, the spirit of peace from me to all the world. Amen. ↗

— Marianne Williamson

#amen #dear #god #lord #me

Dear God, I don't know if you are a perfectionist or not, but there are certain things which are messed up since you have created this BIG Universe, n number of people, n^m number of relations between them(that too complex one) and all those things you know. There should be...I repeat...there should be some proper way to control our feelings. It will help me to LIVE. Sincerely yours creature, Ankur ↗

— Ankur Kumar Shah

#ankur #big #complex #control #creature

What gift has providence bestowed on man that is so dear to him as his children? ↗

— Marcus Tullius Cicero

#children #dear #gift #him #his