I spent the weekend with my Mom, packing the rest of the stuff in the house in the fair village (srsly, 1 sq. mile of town) of Blufftonia. It was a weird weekend.
---Before I tell you about the packing and the stuff I forgot was in her attic and one of mom's friends asking if my life is "built around shock value" (... yes, really), I want to tell
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I know you most likely believe you are just you and there is not much all that special.
Yeh, pretty much. Nothing astounding here, really. Just rambly nonsense.
I will say I am glad I am entertaining :)
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Which is pretty funny coming from her, she who still talks about what she wants to be when she "grows up" - and she's 52. Go figure.
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It is always nice to take a trip down memory lane. You look at things differently than you did at that time. And of course you were loved back then just as you are loved now.
Glad that you had a safe trip down there and back. Maybe we can get together sometime this week. Let me know. XO
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I know I am loved now - and I am so grateful for the people in my life I can't even begin to tell you - but it never occured to me how very loved I was then. It's really cool to be able to look back on it through a new filter with the perspective of time.
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Mostly, I am just having word vomit onto a screen of my thinkings - and I am always afraid they are making no sense. I'm glad they do to some folks, at least.
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You must be all sorts of happy in the reunion of the fad three and the son of one of the four.
I loved seeing Vera this morning as I drove in to the factory.
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