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<title>ASHLEY'S LIST - travel</title>
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<author>noreply@blogspirit.com (Ashley E. Kingsley)</author>
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<pubDate>Wed, 26 Oct 2005 02:41:21 -0700</pubDate>
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; float: left; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin: 0.2em 1.4em 0.7em 0px; border-right-width: 0px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://ashleyslist.blogspirit.com/images/medium_fall_leaf.2.jpg&quot; /&gt;One of my favorite quotes of all times is &quot;we are time and it is not the years that pass but we ourselves.&quot; Octavio Paz was a wise man. I am always amazed at how quickly and swiftly time escapes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; color: #000000; font-style: normal; font-family: verdana,geneva,arial,helvetica,sans-serif&quot; face=&quot;Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;There was a little delay sending out &lt;a href=&quot;http://rs6.net/tn.jsp?t=kx8pspbab.0.kzd8ribab.zfqdtebab.1&amp;amp;p=http%3A%2F%2Fashleyslist.blogspirit.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#003399&quot;&gt;ASHLEY'S LIST&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this month because I decided to take a much needed exploration into my roots in New Zealand. My Granparents and my father live in Auckland. With a recent diagnosis of cancer, my Grandfather doesn't have much &quot;time&quot; left. I called my Dad on a Tuesday, September 27th evening and asked him what he was doing for breakfast on Thursday morning- September 29th. Turns out he wasn't doing much at 5:30am - the time my plane was to arrive. I gave them all 24 hours notice. I have been to New Zealand before- it was about &quot;going to New Zealand&quot; it was more important for me to just see my family. It had been 15 years since I had seen my Grandparents and two years since I had seen my Dad.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; color: #000000; font-style: normal; font-family: verdana,geneva,arial,helvetica,sans-serif&quot; face=&quot;Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;I learned so much. I learned how precious time REALLY is and how fortunate we are to have the gift of time and family. Both of which I have taken for granted. It is so easy to get caught up in this whirlwind tour called LIFE. I am so thankful that I got to go and see some of my heritage and bond with my family in a way I haven't done before. We had tea and laughed a lot. My Grandparents are in their mid-80's so the simple things are the most important... as they should be.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; color: #000000; font-style: normal; font-family: verdana,geneva,arial,helvetica,sans-serif&quot; face=&quot;Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;I had 14 days to soak it in and it was a blessing. I won't ever forget the gift of time. Some of the things I felt were so important before just aren't that big of a deal. Going to New Zealand also reminded me of how grateful I am for the amazing and supportive familial network I have in Colorado and surrounding states- as well as my dear friends. When all is said and done... these are the things that really matter.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; color: #000000; font-style: normal; font-family: verdana,geneva,arial,helvetica,sans-serif&quot; face=&quot;Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Saying goodbye to my Grandparents was gut wrenching. I knew I wouldn't see them again. I knew that was it. They knew it too. Though there was peace and thankfulness - we held each other and cried. I told my Grandfather I would see him on the other side... and I will.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; color: #000000; font-style: normal; font-family: verdana,geneva,arial,helvetica,sans-serif&quot; face=&quot;Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Someone once said, life can be so bittersweet; &lt;i&gt;more sweet than bitter.&lt;/i&gt; So true. I hope this finds you well and warm.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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