I’ve gotten so good at coming here when my hand is shaking. I need to remember how to be here when it’s steady.
What's all this business about French Christmas?
- My name—Noël—has been mispronounced, mislabeled, and mistaken since my parents bestowed it upon me one snowy March afternoon. It wasn't until a friend nicknamed me "French Christmas" that it came into focus. How much would our lives change if we could just see things differently?
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February 04, 2013
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yes. sometimes that is how it is with my own writing. it's therapy and when things are going well, I write less...but I need to write no matter what.
Posted by: Tracy Mangold | February 07, 2013 at 03:32 AM
mmmmm....interesting writing when we are steady. One's ship is sailing upon the calm.
Posted by: dragonfly | February 07, 2013 at 06:06 PM