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Having recently received pats on the back from some of my blogging buddies I am encouraged, as payment, to disclose some information about myself. Well, here it comes, are you ready?
As far as lives go, there is always rain, but quite often sunshine follows.
It rained the day my child was born and in a week she was gone.
The sun shone a year later when a Mary (my daughter) arrived.
The rain poured down on a young widow with one child.
The sun came out when I met a prince in a grief support group. My little family grew by five.
The stormy fear of flying squashed my dreams of travel.
The sunny strength of the man I married helped me to overcome this fear.
No amount of rain could stop the allergies aggravated by the touch of a beautiful horse…but
The sun shines bright as I paint their free-spirited joy...with a brush and a touch of Zyrtec
My life is a thunderstorm of foibles and mistakes.
The sun gave way to a rainbow turned upside down into a great big smile. Humor, they say and the ability to laugh at oneself is a gift we give to ourselves.
A deluge blocked the words that begged to appear.
The Sun came out and illuminated a blog, yes a blog, and allowed me the freedom to release those words and forge friendships.
If you read between the lines and the metaphors then you know me a little better.
Thank you all for being my friends.