My Mother, like many, saved various remnants from my childhood. I usually find pieces of my history tucked into the pages of a handed down book or in a box of "do you want any of this?"
I don't remember exactly when the construction paper ribbon appeared, but it brought with it the promise of hope. "Miss Unruffled", it said, and it had my name on it. Imagine...!
Friday, February 3, 2017
Oh - hey
Yeah. Um... the ship went down. I'm not without injury or loss but I'm treading water and somehow think I'll be okay.
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