I posted this image and caption on Instagram a few moments ago: I am so lucky that I already got such a lovely and perfect comment. If you can't read it, it says, "And I like-Perfect Just As You Are, even when you aren't your prettiest, or funniest or most joyful or best self." This was written ...
Where to begin? I sit here, hands tracing the keys of my laptop, but I don't know how to start our story; to really tell our story in a way that will do it justice. It probably won't make sense to anyone else. But it does to us, so I guess that is all that ...
“What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from.” -T.S. Eliot, one of my favorites. Last night before bed I scanned my night table for my glasses, and took a minute to note what I keep there, next to me, ...
This morning, as I straightened up my kitchen, I found an old picture that I had developed; It was a photo of Ernest Hemingway, aged and bearded, writing with a pen on a legal pad. *** Recently, I found a journal that I had kept as a child. In it I had proclaimed that I wanted to ...
You're right. You're always right. Cut out all these exclamation points. An exclamation point is like laughing at your own joke. -F. Scott Fitzgerald And, noted.
I was about to turn in for the night, when I heard the computer buzz, signaling that an email had come through. I was not going to check it. I am so glad I did. It was from my sister. In the subject line, she told me to read this to her niece. The body of the email was this: In ...
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