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Day one… Again!

Dear Reader,

Because of the holiday festivities, I temporarily stopped posting to this blog. Now, that I have decided to get back on track I realized that I must start over from day one with my original writing exercise. Hopefully I will not have to many more distractions like this one. I really do want to complete the full 21 days in their entirety. Please bear with me and remember, positive encouragement is always welcome

Today I saw a bowl filled with Brownie pieces covered with two scoops of Hudsonville then no ice cream and drizzled with Hershey's chocolate.

Yesterday I saw part of the movie It's Complicated starring Meryl Streep, Alec Baldwin and Steve Martin. All I could think of while watching this was, what if the same type of situation happens to my parents. I must say, this concept is slightly disturbing. The more I think about this movie and the more I think about the writing, and what kind of mind must have come up with this concept.

It sounded like drunken slurs and slips, followed by the song were reunited and it feels so good.

If you lived inside me you would see someone who is blessed with more people and love in her life than she knows what to do with. You would see a person who is slowly realizing at the age of 27 that objects mean nothing and people mean everything.

The most beautiful, terrible thing is… a tear stained recipe card.

The five things that I saw that no one else saw

1.     the inside of my eyelids
2.     the way the Angels that fly around my bedroom.
3.     The layers of paint applied to the stars in Vincent van Gogh's starry night.
4.     The forgotten coffee cup that sits on my dresser
5.     the uneaten solid milk chocolate M that sits under my television set, and the annual gift from my grandmother.


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