Through the Eyes of My Inner Child

Musings of a grateful woman

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On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me....bright spots in winter.

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On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me....a sense of whimsy.

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On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me....a view on the road to Ponca.

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Seems like yesterday I was witnessing the birth of their blooms and now I am noting their death. The wheel turns on.

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Time to start something new.

[memeuplift]

[purplebuddhaproject]

“You’ve felt it, haven’t you? Those feelings that seem to get so big in your chest, like something is so beautiful it aches?”

— Heather Anastasiu (via purplebuddhaquotes)

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“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.””

— Albert Einstein (via purplebuddhaquotes)

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I had full intension of going to bed over an hour ago, but was inspired to assemble this collection of my life based upon a poem my beautiful friend posted earlier. Grateful for all my strong women friends. <3

day forty-seven

After a while......... you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul,

And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning And company doesn't mean security,

And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts And presents aren't promises,

And you begin to accept your defeats With your head up and your eyes open With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,

And you learn to build all your roads on today Because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans. And futures have a way of falling down in midflight.

After a while, you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much.

So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.

And you learn that you really can endure . . .

That you really are strong.

And you really do have worth.

And you learn and learn . . . With every goodbye, you learn.

--Veronica A. Shoffstall

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Grateful for mindless/full distractions for my brain. Day thirty-one