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There’s Always Room for One More
When I was a little girl, I remember laying on the bottom bunk in my bedroom and pushing my legs up against the top bunk as hard as I could to raise it up. While I strained my skinny little legs, I stared at a poster on my wall. It was one that had always been there for as long as I could remember. The poster was a picture of stuffed animals of various sorts sitting in a carboard box. The caption at the bottom read, “There’s Always Room For One More.” I thought about that saying a lot, lying on the bottom bunk, when I was young. I thought…
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Journal-About Easter
Belated Easter Greetings, World! I Love Easter! April 12, 1980 Dear Journal, I have been very, very busy, and I guess writing in you has become less important lately. Hopefully that doesn’t make me a selfish person. I have just been busy! However, I am still 12 and on August 3rd, I will be 12 and a half! Today is my daddy’s birthday. He is so handsome. I love his black hair and blue eyes. He also has tan skin from always being outside. I love that he is a fast runner and that he wants me to keep running in track. My mom made him a carrot cake. Yuck!…
A Romantic Blessed Mom of 5; Mental Health Advocate, with a Creative, Victorian Soul.
