<?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-14026230</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:52:37.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Journally Yours</title><subtitle type='html'>Living life through the motion of the mind, voices of the heart, expressions of the soul.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libragem007.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14026230/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libragem007.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Journally Yours, Gem ;-)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873569266332827569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14026230.post-113413401010458407</id><published>2005-12-09T08:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T08:13:30.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where....?</title><summary type='text'>wow...I got up today with a totally different thoughts in mind on what to write. I actually was planning to write something about friendship. My mind was scarcely full of thoughts about give and take in friendship and I told Chris I'd sleep on it and will write the first thought about it in the morning because that is the time of the day where I'm usually are full of thoughts...or pick up </summary><link rel='related' href='http://journals.aol.com/libragem007/JournallyYours/' title='Where....?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libragem007.blogspot.com/feeds/113413401010458407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14026230&amp;postID=113413401010458407' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14026230/posts/default/113413401010458407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14026230/posts/default/113413401010458407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libragem007.blogspot.com/2005/12/where.html' title='Where....?'/><author><name>Journally Yours, Gem ;-)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873569266332827569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14026230.post-113395044810220935</id><published>2005-12-07T05:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T06:11:18.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Porch Light Is On....</title><summary type='text'>Please come on over and pull up a seat...or if you prefer, there's some rocking chair. Make yourself comfy and pour yourself a cup of tea, coffee, juice...and to heck with diet! Let it loose already....have some crackers and cookies!so..let's talk.Life's too short...not that I really know it, but I notice days just go by so fast for me and I want to enjoy life as it is. So what if there's all </summary><link rel='related' href='http://journals.aol.com/libragem007/JournallyYours/entries/1039' title='The Porch Light Is On....'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libragem007.blogspot.com/feeds/113395044810220935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14026230&amp;postID=113395044810220935' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14026230/posts/default/113395044810220935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14026230/posts/default/113395044810220935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libragem007.blogspot.com/2005/12/porch-light-is-on.html' title='The Porch Light Is On....'/><author><name>Journally Yours, Gem ;-)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873569266332827569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14026230.post-113344312396323195</id><published>2005-12-01T07:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T17:01:23.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A poem I wrote...</title><summary type='text'>"Loveones..."There is going to be a moment in your dayWhere you will suddenly realizedI am not there to see, to touch, or talk to.That moment will be filled with sorrow, tears and longing for me...You might even regret the times we'd never get to share,All these you will feel the moment I joined God in heaven.You see I didn't want to go..Because I know I'm going to miss you too.But when HE called</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libragem007.blogspot.com/feeds/113344312396323195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14026230&amp;postID=113344312396323195' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14026230/posts/default/113344312396323195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14026230/posts/default/113344312396323195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libragem007.blogspot.com/2005/12/poem-i-wrote.html' title='A poem I wrote...'/><author><name>Journally Yours, Gem ;-)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873569266332827569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14026230.post-113327741046093640</id><published>2005-11-29T10:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T11:19:54.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When In Rome.......</title><summary type='text'>When I was a little kid I was toldThat when in Rome..Do As The Romans Do.I listened faithfully and followed dutifullyUntil depression visited me relentlessly.There I saw the lonelier worldI am just as angry when I don't listen to me.Sleep seems to be my comfort buddyAll the while the world continued without me.Depression may be a dark ugly placeBut there I learned what truly existsSolitude and my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libragem007.blogspot.com/feeds/113327741046093640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14026230&amp;postID=113327741046093640' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14026230/posts/default/113327741046093640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14026230/posts/default/113327741046093640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libragem007.blogspot.com/2005/11/when-in-rome.html' title='When In Rome.......'/><author><name>Journally Yours, Gem ;-)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873569266332827569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14026230.post-113267415318762032</id><published>2005-11-22T10:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T13:17:03.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Recipe For Happiness</title><summary type='text'>Happiness is something we create in our mind,It is not something you search for and so seldom find-It's just waking up and beginning the dayBy counting our blessings and kneeling to pray.It's giving up thoughts that breed discontentAnd accepting what comes as a "gift heaven-sent."It's giving up wishing for things we have notAnd making the best of whatever we've got.It's knowing that life is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libragem007.blogspot.com/feeds/113267415318762032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14026230&amp;postID=113267415318762032' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14026230/posts/default/113267415318762032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14026230/posts/default/113267415318762032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libragem007.blogspot.com/2005/11/recipe-for-happiness.html' title='A Recipe For Happiness'/><author><name>Journally Yours, Gem ;-)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873569266332827569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry></feed>
