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in europe in The Netherlands to be exact
the country I love and cherish where i am proud to say i am Dutch .
we have windmills wooden shoes tulips and many more good things
we conquered water after all my nation is under sealevel .we have huge waterprotection programms ever since 1953 when we had a great flood . we live from the sea and take the seas beauty for granted .but the sea also takes land and or people . never underestimate the power of nature
July 4
I chat and love it
I like reading a good book
chat and maintain my friendships all over the world. and discuss many things and most of all we have good laughs

Without freedom, there is no trading. Trading is a celebration of economic and political freedom. Slaves are traded; they do not trade.
~Brett Steenbarger
Cancer (Jun 21-Jul 22)
am just a mother who tries to do the best she knows how .

there is more then the eye can see ...
my intersts are in the paranormal psychics i visit paranormal conferences when i can .and on this topic there is much to tell much to learn and see .
a bycicle and ermm ...
Do you know the relation between your two eyes?They blink together , move together , cry together ,See things together , and sleep together .. (and, I don’t mean "that"!)Even though they never see each other.. Friendship should be just like that Life is like hell without friends..

judge me AFTER you walked in My shoes i am willing to lend you them .


Sounder> Euro puts the heat in HOT!!!!!!

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yes that too
losing weight slowly but surely
whatever color i buy
clothes are just a wrapping rich or poor the beauty always comes from with in
do I need a religion to believe in God
i do believe in God and its power
I do not have a religion respect Me for it as I will respect other for their choice. I just haven't found one that fits me yet

I Hate racisme with a passion as I do ignorance

Love be Loved and do as you please

This is a book about MY family and its History

stories of Our Fathers: A Multi-Generational Narrative of the Gazan Family Through Sorrow and Triumph
Harold Gazan. Springtree House Publishers: Lansing, MI, 2006. Pp. 290. $49.95, hardcover. ISBN: 0-9770646-0-3.

In the preface to his book, the author states: “I write about our ancestors not because they were leaders of armies or captains of industry, but simply because they were our predecessors and therefore are a part of who we are.” Because Gazan has taken such care to reveal the historical contexts in which various members of his family have lived, the reader understands anew that all of our lives—Gazans and non-Gazans alike—are intertwined.

This narrative begins with the birth in 1720 of Marcus Levie-zoon, a Polish Jew. When he was about 20 years old, he left Poland to begin a new life in the Netherlands. Not content just to record that his first known progenitor migrated from one country to another, Gazan carefully and methodically chronicles the rise of anti-Semitism (beginning in the Middle Ages) in Europe, so the reader understands the sociological, economic, political, and religious forces that caused many Jews to seek out the safe haven that life in the Netherlands offered.

It is also in this section we learn that it was “The imposition of the Napoleonic Code that resulted in the widespread practice of attaching a surname to a person’s given name.” Many of these new surnames derived from a person’s appearance, occupation, or place of residence. Gazan comes from the Hebrew word Chazan, meaning cantor.

The most gripping parts of the book are those that most clearly give the book a significance beyond the Gazan family. These parts detail the impact of the Holocaust on the lives of European Jews.
Gazan recounts that in 1809, when an ancestor named Aron Izak Gazan moved to Middel-harnis in the Netherlands, an estimated 50 Jews lived there and in the neighboring community of Sommelsdijk. By 1904 the Jewish population had grown to about 100. By the end of World War II, Middelharnis had just four Jews, the ones who had been successfully hidden. And, he reports, “There were no Gazans among the survivors.”

More than 50 members of Harold Gazan’s family perished in the Holocaust. During the 27 years he worked on this book, the author and his wife, Nancy, made many trips to Europe to collect historical records. Some of those records are chilling, indeed.
European Dutch so from The Netherlands and proud of it too
Married to the most amazing man i ever met

The power to be powerless... Women are strong. Women are wise. Women are capable. Women are elegant. Women are intelligent. Women are... so much more Why should someone with all features willingly surrender all power over to her man? .. Because she likes/needs to submit and others like/need to dominante
this is for my Daughter

I didn't have the perfect words
For every time you cried
I didn't always do what's right
Sometimes I even lied

I did some things you thought were mean
And hurt your feelings too
There were some days when it was hard
To give my time to you

I missed some of the moments when
You needed some advice
My days were sometimes filled with stress
I wasn't very nice

I didn't buy alot of things
Your friends got to enjoy
You didn't have the name brand clothes
Or all the newest toys

Now here I sit, much older now
And wondering makes me sad
How can I call myself a Mom
When I handled it so bad?

Then I think about the times
When I could make you smile
And when I knew the truth would hurt
I hid it for awhile

I tried to teach you right from wrong
The only way I knew
I worked each day to pay the bills
So I could care for you

I tried to make the best of time
When it was hard to find
And though I may have seemed too tired
I really didn't mind

I bought the things I thought were best
With what I had to spend
If by some chance I got a break
I tried to make amends

But all this doesn't mean a thing
When looking back through time
It doesn't help to ease my guilt
It isn't worth a dime

Now thinking back about it all
I hope you understand
The way I brought you up may not
Have gone as well as planned

But nothing ever goes just right
And no one wrote a book
So if I want to find the truth
I merely have to look

What tells me that I am your Mom
Is when I hear you say
To others, words I've said to you
To get you through the day

What tells me that I am your Mom
Is when I hear you cry
Then my heart breaks in pieces
And I feel like I could die

What tells me that I am your Mom
Is the fear that grips my heart
When I hear of a tragedy
And we're so far apart

What tells me that I am your Mom
Is when I'm filled with pride
That you have done your very best
When taking life in stride

Perhaps I'm not the perfect Mom
Mistakes, I've made my share
I could have done a better job
Of that I am aware

But in my heart I know one thing
I love you more each day
And nothing makes me prouder then
Being your Mom today.

D.Gerrior May 11, 2008
complete your life This is my wish Comfort on difficult days, smiles when sadness intrudes, rainbows to follow the clouds, laughter to kiss your lips, sunsets to warm your heart, hugs when spirits sag, beauty for your eyes to see, friendships to brighten your being, faith so that you can believe, confidence for when you doubt, courage to know yourself, patience to accept the truth,


The poems are mostly My own creations and have a meaning to Me .

people passing by in my life old young new suprising people
grey and wise young and free
but tell me how can i be me?
hurt and let down so many times
hurt in the deepest of my soul
now someone has to break down this wall
and i know the real person right for me
will stay and not leave me
wont hurt and abuse me
this person will just let me be me and break down the walls
so i can finally be me and free

copyrights 2007 euroluv
death o death
come and whisper
whisper something sweet
my pale eyes i shall open
and i wont be suprised
and i wont be suprised
in this love sleep
will be just sleep
and a waiting
a waiting for you

translated from a poem i love
i hate you
despise you
wanna hit you
destroy you
attack you
hurt you
love you
care for you
hold you
and you
do you really love me

copyright euroluv 2008

My thoughts are embracing your body
the happiness you give me
the joy you bring me
my heart is full of laughter
I can see the lil things again
that are bright and beautifull
and all the colors of the rainbow
you've given me a reason to continue
My journey my path to follow
will be with you
forever and a day
thank you for being My love

copyrights euroluv 2008

my hand in Your hand
your heart in my hand loved
your soul in my hand given
Your spirit in my hand taken
complete me guide me
take all of me
YOU will surrender
love honour
so you take it and make me yours

copyright euroluv 2008
the layers hide the innocence of me
but i need the freedom so i can be free
but who hears my call
and who hears my screams
as freedoms calls
behind the innocense of me
i rattle my cage
and rattle my soul i can see freedom
freedom of me
but the pain is to great
and she is scared and so very afraid

copyrights euroluv 2009

my body aches
my mind is empty
soul is white with a touch of black
oh god it hurts
but i did what i had to do
tough love is the hardest thing to give
u left me no options
u left me no choice
the pain the hurt the greef
deep down i know what i did was right
but why does it hurt so much
i cry out for you when i eat sleep
talk and breath
your always on my mind
never a minute away
absorbed by all the feelings
i cry for you pray for you
goodbye my lil one
i love you forever and a day

your mother.....

copyright euroluv 2009

How beautifull is the summerskye
orange shades fall over the meadows of the land
birds whistel the sounds of the day Goodbye
bats come out and seek their prey silently
oh how beautifull isthe summerskye
filled with love and laughter and full of life
people walk hand in hand quietly
a stolen kiss a perfect love
My love

copyright 2009


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i carry your heart with me

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

Edward Estlin Cummings



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