When I had a mothermy hair would cascadein curls of auburn perfectiona red velvet bow to accentuate the wave And I’d wear my bestnewly sewn frockwith lace at the neckand fishnet stockingsand patent Mary Janes And the girls giggling with delightwould skip hand-in-handto the school promand the boys shyly perchedagainst the back wall would wonderhow […]
Isolated and incapacitatedI am prohibited from partakingof the influx of information incessantly presented consequently cut offfrom prescribed expectationsdictating costuming and culture external expressions of acceptanceare sorely missing, suggestingan overall lack of self-worth. Interestingly inverse to such conclusionsis the sudden contentment that arisesfrom escaping the mayhem Internal relief overrides dictated performancesurrendering willingly to intrinsic motivationand renewed […]
One Woman's Quest II 
And transports us into another world! 🙂
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Being able to play is good for the soul.
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Indeed!
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*smile* I bought a bicycle so I could play again. It’s red, so I can ride just a little too fast. Love it!
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Good for you! How fun
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Love the picture. Yes to imagination!!
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Thanks Sarah
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I want to go out and play!
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No kidding. Spent the day with 4 kids on Monday – did nothing but laugh.
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I love being able to laugh for an entire day!
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Creates a glow that lingers.
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🙂
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👌🏼👍🏼
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