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my walk

i trounced through the rain covered green grass, my canvas shoes becoming more squishy with every step.  my evening duties plans suddenly didn’t need me and i had a free evening.  not quite sure what to do with myself, but not feeling up for an evening “out in town” i decided to do a usual… Continue reading my walk

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blessed

my nails are painted and they weren’t painted by me.  i have the keys to a car that i didn’t pay a thing for.  i have a new dress hanging in my closet because i just needed something for easter.  i say that i’m totally uninspired to choreograph a song and i’m able to recruit… Continue reading blessed

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trying.

amidst chaos we’re trying to keep a grip on what today is, what yesterday was, and what tomorrow reminds us of.  it’s been a busy day here at the sinclair house, full of people prone to accidents, shaky legs from said accidents, and watching every step we take and where our hands might be. in… Continue reading trying.

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[song] Keith Urban’s “Shine”. i can’t get away from the very first line — Winter’s weighing on your shoulders, It’s hanging around a little too long.  it’s sad and altogether too true.  i didn’t want to wear my wintercoat tonight.  but i did.  i didn’t want to get snow on my shoes this morning.  but… Continue reading

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finding.

i’ve not been so busy recently.  well, at least not the kind of busy one thinks when hearing that word.  i’ve been making time for the small things.  after all, it’s those small things we don’t bother to notice much that make up our world. and i’ve been remembering.  remembering that happiness and joy can… Continue reading finding.

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today

the jeans are rolled up a bit and flats without socks have been put on.  i feel eager to join this enthusiastic crew with summer apparel.  after all, it’s supposed to be a high of 60. i worked late last night.  i had a very long day.  but today — today i have the entire… Continue reading today