This Life

close to perfect. sometimes messy. almost always complicated. blessed. a little unfocused. always searching. constantly hoping. mine.

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Wednesday, September 28, 2011

fifth row

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the fifth row seat, that's always where you'll find her... the little girl with the blonde hair and the big blue eyes and the oh so ...
Saturday, September 17, 2011

Comfort

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“Oh the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring th...
Sunday, September 11, 2011

Poking holes in someone else's darkness

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I am constantly thinking about stories, mostly those belonging to the people I pass on the street or walking through the store...complete st...
Monday, August 29, 2011

100

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my gran would have been 100 today.  seriously.  100.  the funny thing is, even if she was still here, she wouldn't have cared about that...
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