Opportunity… nudges and listening to divine whispers… rocks…
perseverance
Emma’s laughter
mottled sunshine
intense, in the moment focus
being a bridge – and remembering who reminded me more than ten, twelve years ago, “Julie, my love, be a bridge.”
my many books
surprising sources of abundance
poetry and comments on my poetry… will it ever get old? Nahhh. giggles
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