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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.

Thursday, March 05, 2015

Scribbles and Scrambles - Sicko/Puppies

My lovely caretakers during my unfortunate lost wrestling match with a stomach bug. My little helpers focused on deep tissue massage by pouncing, walking or concentrated standing on various parts of my achy body. Oh and they alerted me when any noisy trucks drove past the house. Peaceful recovery period? Not quite. But I do feel loved.

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