September 15, 2011

• Please, Don’t Be BoReD!

   

  So much LIFE swirling around in my head means that I eat myself into, well, not oblivion, but a spot near the kitchen. Specifically my desk. I take photos, put them magically into the computer (i knoooow, that’s NOT a very technological term), edit the photos, admire some of them, wish I’d done a better job over others, eat, read e-mails, eat, read a bit of InYourFacebook, eat, throw clothes into the washing machine, do some dishes, run errands that have to do with getting my parents and older sis moved here to Podunk, go to the big city with hubby for his Dr. appointment to see if his Graves disease is a hopeless case (seems to be sometimes), come home, eat, get up and babysit Grandwonders,  go outside and sniff some pretty awesome Autumn air, come in and sit back down in my chair and dream about how life would be if I was in charge of everything. And then POW. SOMEbody (you all know who you are), posts SOMEthing that stabs my heart and I find myself emotionally falling out of my chair and groping around on the floor for the pieces of my heart that you have stabbed with the words and photos that I actually NEEDED to see. Thank you (all) so very much for getting on here and posting what you do because you remind me that there is hope. There IS life. There IS LOVE. There IS someONE ALways there. And all of that is waaaay beyond me and my little chair at the little white desk by the kitchen with  my little food and my big feelings. I love you all SO much!

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