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Several Silent Manifestations

...in dreams...

...in judging the pram choice another couple made at a store...

...browsing through lines of baby clothes...

...thinking of the pink bunny and when it will be given...

...having gut feelings...

...thinking of 2010...

...hearing anecdotes from colleagues, friends and family, taking mental notes...

...asking SIL about why she prefers a certain brand of diapers to the other brands...



^WiseGuy^

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  1. Those feelings/thoughts have been swirling in my mind too.

    Cling to hope...

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  2. There is always hope...

    always.

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  3. That waiting time was hard for me when I was in it (and it seemed I was ALWAYS waiting on something). It just doesn't go away, does it? Always on the mind...

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  4. I really hope your miracle come SOON!

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  5. Hope is a wonderful thing. You need to nurture those thoughts.

    xxx

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  6. Always hoping, wishing, and praying for you!

    ((HUGS))

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  7. I hope that gut is right! It's been too long waiting...

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  8. Gut feelings are natural. Hoping for you and praying the year ends with joyous news.

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  9. I am there with you sister. Praying that we both get good news soon.

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  10. You are ready -- you are more than ready. Time for nature, God, the universe, Fate, WHOMEVER to finally come through for you.

    Praying, my friend.

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  11. Hoping it leads to more than a silent manifestation . . .

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