Back from the Edge of the Abyss

Jul 28, 2010 03:05

Bookcases are happiness.  This, I have decided to be my truth.  I know it's been a while since I wrote anything of substance, so here's a little bit.  I really want to get back in the habit, but now that I have all the time in the world, I've struggled with depression, and so day after day goes by with a blank Post Entry form and no words.  But, ( Read more... )

bookcase = love, mom, 2, bekah, life after job, love, starting over, books

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malruniel11 July 28 2010, 09:12:50 UTC
The funny thing is that it's so true! Bookcases are my love language ( ... )

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Moment's up! malruniel11 July 28 2010, 09:53:29 UTC
I didn't used to be a daddy's girl. We fought like crazy when I was growing up, or at least once I hit the preteen/teen years. I was never rebellious or a trouble maker, and I took care of the house and the family, but my dad and I did NOT get along. We think it was probably because he didn't know what to do with a teenage girl. A little girl he could handle, but someone becoming a woman was beyond his ken. He just didn't know what was appropriate, what to say, even how to hug someone who suddenly had boobs! So he alienated me without meaning to. Thankfully that somehow fixed itself when I moved out for college. Now we have a good relationship. My mom and I on the other hand... that's a drama for another year.

Can you tell I'm in a sharing mood today? lol Sorry for continuous WALL O'TEXTing.

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alory_shannon July 28 2010, 17:28:22 UTC
It is a beautimous bookcase. ♥ All the more so because of the love and care you added to it--the contact paper makes it look so nice!

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malruniel11 July 28 2010, 18:26:29 UTC
*YOU'RE* a beautimous bookcase. <3

ilubekah-boo!

I'm still laughing so hard every time I replay you "blowing your nose into a $20" from the other night. When is our next Skype call?

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