
notyouraveragegrandma
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About me
If you were to throw up your hands in exasperation and yell "it's the story of my life," what would you be talking about?
That I understand!!
If one person reads an entry and realizes that he or she is not alone in this crazy struggle through this thing we call "Life" then I will feel as if I have succeeded in my sharing of not only words but of myself.
In bed I like to read:
(For the record: I never take a book to bed when accompanied!)
But on those lonely nights I love to blog or write more than anything! Check out some of my stories at:
http://isnt-it-pretty-to-think-so.blogspot.com/
My favorite story of all time is:
Mine. I especially love the part of how it got from where it WAS to where it IS.
Right now, I'm reading:
"A book is good company. It is full of conversation without loquacity. It comes to your longing with full instruction, but pursues you never."
Henry Ward Beecher
Besides SMITH, I read stories at:
Facebook, PostSecret or BlogSpot plus wherever else this crazy world.wide.web leads me to!!
Latest Memoir (of 726):
You'll forever freeze in my shadow.
- You'll forever freeze in my shadow.
- Democratic girl in a Republican County.
- Epic Tug-o-war. Brain battling body's desire.
- Walked outside. Quietly applauded the sunshine.
- Greatest gift felt like ox's yoke.
- I felt reduced by him somehow.
- Such glorious love. Such infinite sadness.
- Mom called my hair "Rats Nest.".
- Torn between the halo or horns.
- This isn't first storm I've weathered.
- "Oh!" She gasped. Jack simply smiled.
- My decisions shouldn't carry your stigma.
- Dear Jayne...
- The rain today is soft torture.
- Leaves hang perilously, blushing with fear.






