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Hi, My name is Marla. My husband Kevin and I have been married for 6 years. I have 1 son Colby, 1 daughter Cara, 2 step sons Jason & Chad and 1 step daughter Chasity all of them the ages of 20 to 27. I have 1 grandson Joshua (born June 9, 2005) and lots of pictures of him as you can see. My husband's daughter is expecting a baby boy in August 2007, and we are really excited about his first grandson. This means more baby pictures added. Kevin and I love to take trips in the spring when everything is blooming and the fall to see the beautiful colors. These are our two favorite times of the year. I have a very full life with my family, church family & friends. I am so blessed and very thankful.

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My favorite shows to watch are House, All My Children, Most all crime solving shows, Life Time Movies,movies based on true stories, Comedies, Kentucky Basketball and American Idol.

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Angel Knocking at the DoorThere came a frantic knockAt the doctor's office door,A knock, more urgent thanhe had ever heard before.~~~~"Come in, Come in,"the impatient doctor said,"Come in, Come in,before you wake the dead."~~In walked a frightened little girl,a child no more than nine,It was plain for all to see,she had troubles on her mind.~~~"Oh doctor, I beg you,please come with me,My mother is surely dying,she's as sick as she can be."~~~~"I don't make house calls,bring your mother here,""But she's too sick,so you must come or she will die I fear."~~~~The doctor, touched by her devotion,decided he would go,She said he would be blessed,more than he could know.~~~~She led him to her housewhere her mother lay in bed,Her mother was so very sickshe couldn't raise her head.~~~~But her eyes cried out for helpand help her the doctor did,She would have died that very nighthad it not been for her kid.~~~~The doctor got her fever downand she lived through the night,And morning brought the doctor signs,that she would be all right.~~~~The doctor said he had to leavebut would return again by two,And later he came back to check,just like he said he'd do.~~~~The mother praised the doctorfor all the things he'd done,He told her she would have died,were it not for her little one.~~~~"How proud you must beof your wonderful little girl,It was her pleading that made me come,she is really quite a pearl!~~~~"But doctor, my daughter diedover three years ago,Is the picture on the wallof the little girl you know?"~~~~The doctors legs went limpfor the picture on the wall,Was the same little girlfor whom he'd made this call.~~~~The doctor stood motionless,for quite a little while,And then his solemn face,was broken by his smile.~~~~He was thinking of that frantic knockheard at his office door,And of the beautiful little angelthat had walked across his floor.~~~~Share the Blessing of Heavenly Love!There are Angels among us.......

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There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His Father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence. Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence He said, "You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound is still there. " A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one. Friends are very rare jewels, indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear, they share words of praise and they always want to open their hearts to us." Please forgive me if I have ever left a hole.