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Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.

Monday, March 14, 2011

Scribbles and Scrambles ~ A Happy 11 Morning to You.

I used to torture my children with this one. Not by making them watch Sesame Street but by singing it. Ha. Ha. Not sure why. I think it must have been the range. Truly obnoxious but very fun to sing.

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