Growing up, I thrived on being the responsible one. Need something done, someone to bail you out, an issue to be confronted – I was your girl. Until I wasn’t anymore. One day something snapped in me and that house of cards came tumbling down. Sometimes it’s hard to see the ugly truth and yet, […]
After a few days of negotiations, we have sold the house! Such a relief. Now to find our next home, but that’s for another day. Just grateful we are doing all this while the garden is still in bloom.
One Woman's Quest II 
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Very lovely, VJ, and so true.
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Thank you, Eugi!
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Most welcome, VJ.
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It’s lovely, VJ. It’s true.
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Thank you, Miriam
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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“the magic of color to unleash the unknowable” – so good!
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Thanks wynne
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Oh…the power of brushstrokes. I think my mom understood and it’s why she painted. Thank you, VJ. 💕
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I’m sure she did – so much is expressed in colour that could not be said otherwise.
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Beautiful!
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Thank you, Sadje
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You’re welcome
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I love this! It’s perfect.
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😊🙏
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