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A little bit about moi:
I am a mom, a nana, a sister, a woman, a friend, a human being…a youth counsellor, Family Life Educator.
I have been working in the helping profession for over 25 years and volunteered in various capacities from youths to seniors.
Tournesol is my nom de plume for haiku and other Japanese form poetry here at Tournesoldansunjardin https://cheryllynnroberts.wordpress.com I hope you enjoy reading through my daily waka.
I also have another blog "Stop the Stigma" where I may stand on my soapbox now and then and hope it will become a place to drop in and share or comment on issues important to you. In that vein this could be a great way to learn from each other.
http://stigmahursteveryone.wordpress.com
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Tournesol dans un Jardin 
Lovely tree and verse !
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My daughter’s tree, thank you.
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Beautiful–I especially love the title.
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Thank you, I would be so scared even of the lights if I were a tree.
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My wreath looks dry and bedraggled–from running the heat….but it will always be beautiful for the woman who made it special for me.
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Memories are so soothing and I’m glad it brings fond memories to you. Check out my recent write at http://stigmahurtseveryone.wordpress.com/2014/12/27/happy-holidays-with-a-smile/ fresh off the press:)
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